How NOPE-ROPE Was Born—Literally.

Blue, not Chestnut

Blue, not Chestnut

After a lifetime of wrangling animals (the four-legged kind and, yes, a few two-legged ones), you'd think I’d seen it all.

Wrong.

This year, my two chestnut mares—both bred to a chestnut stallion—each popped out a white foal. Now, unless someone rewrote the laws of genetics, I knew something fishy was up. Spoiler alert: a VERY young, VERY sneaky colt had been making the rounds at night. No sign of him slipping in, no sign of him slipping out—but there they were: two white foals looking suspiciously, well... white.

That was it for me. I decided my farm needed a full electric fence makeover. No more midnight meet-ups, no more "surprise" family reunions, and definitely no more Houdini acts from my four-legged Romeos. But let’s be real—fencing a farm isn’t cheap. After nearly fainting from the price quotes (honestly, why is fencing priced like it’s encrusted with diamonds?), I put my nose to the ground. I found a manufacturer willing to work with me, and together, we made a plan to bring the price down to a level that wouldn’t bankrupt the farm.

So now, I’m sharing those savings with everyone—because keeping your animals in line shouldn’t cost more than the animals themselves.

Let’s keep those colts where they belong... and those foals chestnut!