This is how Icelandic policemen, who aren't familiar with horses, catch
stray horses. Here is a rough on-line translation from the local police
station Facebook page:
"So because it is Friday.
Some time ago
called party 112 and suspected he was unauthorized to crawl around his
house Kirkjuveg, but he had woken up to the panic of his bedroom window.
Our people were touched in revolutions, as always, and came to the site
shortly. These dishonest people were in the comfort of the
feast on the grass in chewable notifier. Neither of the officers had
come close to such creatures before one had ever seen the older men
"gobbagobba" on such animals. There was anyway in the case of two horses
that had exercise in the town break. Our men "gobbagobbuðu" anyway
horses back in the stable and does so pleasant that this video was taken
the night in question and can be heard on our men they found this.
Have a good weekend and be careful."
As a little girl, I always wanted a pony for Christmas. Santa never brought me a pony. So in my late 40s, I started taking horseback riding lessons. When I turned 50, I got my first horse, an Icelandic named Blessi (Veigar frá Búðardal). Little did I know how much fun life with an Icelandic was going to be. Blessi has a unique perspective on life. I hope you enjoy reading about it as much as I enjoy Blessi. And you will probably read about my cats from time to time.
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- Bone Spavin in the Icelandic Horse
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