The Vet that got Away

You decide that you will take matters into your own hands. You turn up in the middle of the night armed with carrots. You take along a couple of friends, line the horses up by the fence and jump on. You gallop off just as the sun rises and wave at your boss as you ride off... never to be seen again.
Twelve years later you look on the situation and take pride in the initiative that you took.
All is well.