"Cadavers Convey" As the seller, that goes in all of my contracts. It's like EPA violations: Your Property/Your Mess.
I must apologize to @Bert Davies for being a smart ass, but in my defense, donkeys are rarely shod and the choice ride for armed free spirit desert highwaywomen.
Okay. Bert contacts expert and expert comes up with an indefinite theory but declares the area to be of archeological importance. In order to start a dig, archaeologists declare the house to be in the middle of the grid and have it torn down. Bert is now homeless. When the dig is in progress, they discover a cache of explosives that were obviously carried there by a horse pulled caisson hence, the shoe. One of the archaeology interns hits a stray explosive with his shovel and the entire area is blown up including everyone who was watching the dig. 100 years later: Man goes out into his garden and whilst digging, finds a belt buckle that says “Bert” on it. Poor Bert. Summary: Find an iron stake, 3 more horse shoes and play horseshoes. Much safer than calling an expert.
You're forgiven, Faye, but if you mean what you say, buy us all a drink, mine is a pint of bitter and a packet of salted peanuts.
Here is mine: 7 rows and 6 feet tall. The deer stand next to it, and breech the wall in a single bound. The most it does is cause me to offend the neighbors with a stream of expletives (those things hurt!)