The poor little girl must have lost her mind when that horse eating pterodactyl flew overhead. It looks like she ran right through the fence.
I went across the street and introduced myself to the neighbors. (What a way to meet your neighbors, huh?) They are renters and haven't been here long and will be leaving soon when their new house is finished. I told them we had a little mishap with the helicopter flying so low over our horses and asked that they call me before the helicopter takes flight so I could close the horses in the barn. They were very nice and were sorry to have scared the horses and asked if SaraJane was ok. She is fine. She made it through the fence with just one small scrape on her leg. The pilot is their son and he was "dropping in" for dinner to surprise his mother on Christmas day. At first he had tried to land from the other direction, but the wind was not in his favor and that is why he circled around our house and came in low over the horses.
The dad gave me a call when his son began his pre-flight and I locked Misty and SaraJane in the barn. It probably would have been good for them to see the helicopter lift off and fly away, but we had enough excitement for one day.
The pilot lifted off and flew away into the sunset, with an audience of neighbors standing in the street. It's not every day that a really cool looking helicopter lands on our street.
Oddly, this is the 3rd helicopter to buzz us (if you count the gyrocopter) and the 2nd time this year that one of my horses has had the wits scared out of them by a low flying helicopter (the trail ride incident last June was the first). My horses seem to attract more helicopters than flies.
But all are safe and calm now.