This evening, I set up the auto feeders before I brought the horses in. The less Trouble sees me messing with it, the better. Then I brought them inside their stalls and head for the feed room to get their dinners. Suddenly, there is a sound of grain filling a horse's feed dish! Noooo! Trouble has feed herself. Uncool! I yell at her, scoop the grain out, feed her breakfast, and reset the auto feeder (it was all a fluke, right?). So, Trouble eats her dinner, and then immediately feeds herself breakfast. Drats!
So, until the auto feeders are made Trouble-proof, only Cotton gets fed at 5 AM. Trouble must wait until I come out.
Okay, who was betting two days?
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