There's my morning coffee gone - mostly out my nose. Thanks!
I had this horse who was just... honestly awful. My friends called him 'Hunnert' and wouldn't tell me why. After he was gone, they told me it was short for 'hunnert cans of Pal' (100 cans of dog food..). He bullied other horses, stood on the washing hoses, pushed people over, reared, bit, kicked and .. yeah. I had Olympic-level riders refuse to set foot near him. One told me to have him put down, and really - I had to think about it. He wasn't actually safe.
So then I had an old bush rider (Man From Snowy River type) come to look at him. This man got on that horse with no saddle or bridle and rode him around, over a jump.. the horse was a perfect gentleman. So the man asked me, "What's wrong with him again?" I just had my mouth open. So then he called his son out of the truck. This child was 12. I refused to let him ride my dangerous horse. So when I wasn't looking, the kid vaulted on and took my horse for a gallop over logs and down the field, through a cross country course, no saddle. No bridle. At this point, I was having a major conniption.
So they bought him. Apparently, he was 100% okay with men.. but hated women, without exception. And everyone I knew who rode at the time was female, so I never noticed..
I also had a cat who liked to jump in stranger's cars. Several times, we saw him being driven away in a neighbour's car, the car stopping, the cat shooe'd out. He also broke into places, people's houses, and slept on their pillows. A doctor's office once.. we had to go and get him
. And he beat up dogs. Had illicit affairs with our housemate's football socks.. But he was a charmer, so we always forgave him. =P