Here's what NOAA says we'll be getting for this weekend:
Friday Night - A slight chance of rain or freezing rain before midnight, then a chance of freezing rain and sleet. Mostly cloudy, with a low around 28. Chance of precipitation is 30%.
Saturday - A chance of snow. Cloudy, with a high near 32. Chance of precipitation is 40%.
So I guess I'll be blanketing and stalling much of the herd again Friday night. I don't think some of the more "delicate flowers" can handle getting wet and then dealing with colder temps although upper twenties aren't all that cold. I just hate freezing rain and having to go anywhere, let alone haul a horse trailer.
I think this year will be the year of best laid plans gone awry.
But on a brighter note, I have to say, thank god for moms! Yesterday was "Grandma Day" for mom and the little bear. They get to spend the entire day together. Because Mike was home recovering from the flu, Mom volunteered to help me with my chores. I have no idea how many buckets of water she lugged back to the mare pen but I am definitely grateful. She came up with a plan that I think will make my life much easier when dealing with water for that pen. We'll try it out first and then I'll tell you all about it. I don't want to jinx myself in case it doesn't work.
Now that Mike is feeling better, maybe he can push some snow around so that this weekend I can try out our new water hauling method and I won't have to tromp through snow and snow drifts. I guess I could have been brave and tried pushing snow but there's a definite artform and I didn't want to break the truck. It's amazing how many things can break on an old truck when you really need it to work. I figured maybe I better not mess with it (at least for now).
I've been so exhausted these last few days that I've had to shut my brain off when thinking about all those slaughterbound horses. I know worrying doesn't do any good but I still do it. Worrying is in my nature. I'm hoping that after all the hubub of Christmas, we'll bea ble to tackle some of the fundraising ideas and really start promoting the sanctuary so that we no longer have to say those evil words "No, we are full." I never want to have to say those words again.