Eddie, My New Horse

So I'm driving home tonight, 8:30ish, and about to push the button to open the garage door when I notice something LARGE out of the corner of my eye. We're on the side of a mountain and have a couple herds of deer that tromp through the neighborhood every single night (especially with all the snow). But this was different. I slowed down to get a better look to find a friggin' HORSE wandering through the street. Another car pulled up near him and that got him into a semi-trot. The other car wasn't willing to get out and catch him so I pulled over and left my car to spend the next 35 minutes harnessing a loose horse in my non-tractioned snow boots (little street sledding ala horse). I called my Bishop (he has horses and lives around the corner) and explained to his wife the situation hoping her husband would have a solution to the loose horse problem. Luckily he, Eddie, had a tag attached to his halter and I called the number. "Hello?" Yes, hi. I believe I've caught your horse Eddie in my neighborhood. "What? Oh no, did he get out again?" Again? Great. So she tells me it's her mothers and she's calling her to let her know. Meanwhile the horse is getting antsy and doesn't want to stand in one spot waiting for his owner to show up so I figure I'll walk him up and down the streets in my slippery snow boots. He's minding me pretty well but I wonder if a leash or rope would help. I call my neighbor, Patti, and say, "Hey, Patti, I caught a horse and am outside your house and could use a leash or something to hold onto him." She says she'll be right out the garage door. The door opens and it's her daughter... "What?! It's a HORSE!" Um, yeah, that's what I SAID. Just then the Bishop shows up in his truck with a lead and snaps it on. There's about 10 people outside now watching the whole fiasco and coming over to pet Eddie. I explain that I've reached the owners and they should show up soon. Having spent all that time with Eddie, I kinda want to keep him (I caught him after all) but everyone reminds me that I don't have a fenced yard and that'd be a problem (yeah, kinda like the one we're having right now?). Finally the owners daughter shows up with her husband (apparently her mom, the owner, was already asleep and didn't answer her phone). They thank all of us and go on their merry way with Eddie following. So for 35 minutes I had a horse. P.S. If you wonder why I went through the trouble (of getting my dry clean only jacket all horsified); this area has a lot of deer that jump onto the road and get slaughtered (sounds brutal, but that's what happens and we get to look at the residuals for a couple weeks until the crews come clean them up). All I could think of was this horse getting hit or causing someone else to swerve and have an accident. Wasn't sure what I was going to DO with the horse once I caught him but I knew it'd be an adventure either way. Q: You ever catch a random loose horse? I can't be the only one.