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&lt;img src="http://cs.thehorse.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=1932" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: RoboCow </title><link>http://cs.thehorse.com/blogs/horse-news-weird/archive/2009/11/05/robocow.aspx#1924</link><pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 03:25:38 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b1464f20-99eb-45e5-b651-41da03ecff36:1924</guid><dc:creator>Margaret</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;My brood mares and yearlings love to chew and nibble on my car especially and the truck occasionally. &amp;nbsp;They also like the side mirrors.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://cs.thehorse.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=1924" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: RoboCow </title><link>http://cs.thehorse.com/blogs/horse-news-weird/archive/2009/11/05/robocow.aspx#1902</link><pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 12:19:38 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b1464f20-99eb-45e5-b651-41da03ecff36:1902</guid><dc:creator>Lucinda</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Our broodmares like to remove bug screens and side mirrors.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://cs.thehorse.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=1902" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: Mongolian Horse Wrecks Mall</title><link>http://cs.thehorse.com/blogs/horse-news-weird/archive/2009/10/12/mongolian-horse-wrecks-mall.aspx#1901</link><pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 04:46:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b1464f20-99eb-45e5-b651-41da03ecff36:1901</guid><dc:creator>Kit</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Thats crazy i wish all of the horses in the slaughterhouse would do that i hate the feeling of knowing how many horses are getting slaughtered a day for nothin at all i wonfer how the people feel when they kill theses wonderfull animals&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://cs.thehorse.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=1901" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: RoboCow </title><link>http://cs.thehorse.com/blogs/horse-news-weird/archive/2009/11/05/robocow.aspx#1899</link><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 21:29:57 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b1464f20-99eb-45e5-b651-41da03ecff36:1899</guid><dc:creator>Cathy</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;During the early '80's I boarded a horse at a stable where the best place to groom and tack up was next to my car. I opened the trunk of the car and tied my horse to a safe metal ring inside the trunk. &amp;nbsp;While I was cleaning out his back feet, I heard strange noises and started to smell oranges. Frisco had discovered my lunch and devoured two oranges whole. &amp;nbsp;He was started on my peanut butter sandwich before I could intervene. &amp;nbsp;Imagine all the sticky orange juice in my trunk! After that I brought him peeled oranges for the occasional treat!&lt;/p&gt;
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