Evening Chores

Mother Nature must have an evil sense of humor. Just a few days ago it was goregous and today, holy cow! I almost froze my eyebrows off! It was 9 degrees when I got home with a windchill of 16 degrees below. That's right a big -16 wind chill. So least to say, the herd went back in to the barn/box stalls.

Bob was pretty cozy in his blanket although I don't think he's too fond of it. But it's too cold now for me to pull it off. The blanket did do the trick. It kept the snow and freezing rain off of him. When I went out tonight to do chorse, poor Rain and King were shivering so hard I thought they'd shiver off a few pounds. Don't worry, they are overly plump at the moment.

Everyone was a little off here tonight. I think it must be the wind. While I was trying to get a halter on Brego and Maverick the wind picked up more. For some reason, Brego was so easy to halter but I couldn't even get close to Maverick. We finally came to an understanding and I got him haltered and standing in his box stall. Brego, with all his head tossing, went about the same. Can't wait for spring to send Maverick off to the trainers. Now to just come up with the money.

There must have been something in the air. Mike let Gypsy and Farley out to run and play. For some reason Gypsy, the English Shepherd, decided that she should use her herding instincts and torment the ponies, Skippy and Tommy. She tormented them with the fence in between and then she crawled under to torment them so more. I didn't see it but I guess Mike saw Gypsy get a good kick from Tommy. Animals!!

If we had any amount of snow, I swear we would be in a blizzard. As it was, there's barely any snow. If there would be snow, it would be horizontal since we have 30 mph wind gusts. But I guess that's normal. My only problem was how do I get hay to the ponies without losing all their hay? I have to come out behind the buildings where I'm protected from the wind and get blasted by that awful wind that goes right through your clothes and into your bones. I got the bright idea of throwing a tarp over the hay. I normally put the hay on a round sled and carry over to the ponies. So I figured if I had a tarp over the hay, I wouldn't lose too much. And it worked, except about half way to the ponies, the wind caught part of the tarp and WACK!! Tarp right in my face, along with bits of hay in my face, down my shirt, and all across the yard. Least to say, there were a few choice words said. I learned my lesson. Either walk backwards so the tarp can't hit me or at the very least walk with the sled/hay to the side of me.

Oh the joys of evening chores during a freaking wind storm. Sure hope spring is right around the corner.

uugh... was going to add some pictures but I guess my connection is too slow and I'm too tired to wait. So maybe tomorrow you'll actually get to see some pics of the BorderLand Horses.