I recall stories told where back in the horse and buggy days you could go out to a pub and get wasted. Then get in your wagon, pass out and the horse knows the way home.
Apparently it was a common gag to switch around your mates horses. They’d end up at each others houses.
I recall stories told where back in the horse and buggy days you could go out to a pub and get wasted. Then get in your wagon, pass out and the horse knows the way home.
Apparently it was a common gag to switch around your mates horses. They’d end up at each others houses.
how old are you to remember all that? and so clearly?
Its stories passed down from elders.
Best source I can find for written testimony.
If it wasn’t for all the horseshit everywhere that sounds like a simply superior system