I had thought about putting hay in the night before and just pushing the excess out of the way to let them rummage through it but it was dark and I was ready to be done. I should have done it the night before.
It rained off and on throughout Wednesday and everything was a mess. At least Mike had time to scoop up some of the "muck" into a pile. I wish we could get it out of the drylot and onto a field but that requires phone calls and coordinating and apparently if *I* am not the one pushing for it and making phone calls, it doesn't happen. The problem is, the people I need to call, can't hear my voice very well on the phone. It's the wrong pitch and I have to scream into the phone. I'm such an introvert as it is, that even picking up the phone to make a call is exhausting, let alone screaming into the phone for a conversation...it's all too much. So we'll see. I'm beginning to think we'll never get the lot cleaned out like it should. The place will simply smell like a feedlot from now on (sorry, I seem to be grumpy today).
I need to start setting up corral panels so I can get horses out on the lawn and used to the grass. I had such high hopes of getting Junior and Lace on grass so they could go to Madison for the month. I havent' done anything yet. And I can't just throw halters on and let them wander. Junior is not the wandering type. So maybe this weekend I'll be able to put some corral panels up at least so I can get Junior and Lace adjusted. Everything seems to be behind this year and taking much longer than I expected.
I think I'll go take my grumpy self offline for a bit. It's a beautiful day.