In a Pickle

I'm going to find myself in a pickle pretty quickly tonight. The temps have been wavering between thaw and freezing. This weekend's temps allowed some of the snow to melt. Unfortunately with the amount of snow still around the barn, the water doesn't have anywhere to go except right where it melts. And it melts right along the track of the door.

So the big barn door has been frozen shut since about Friday or Saturday. I've been lucky enough to run the horses through the one remaining barn door in the horse pen. Unfortunately tonight the weather is supposed to plummet into the teens below zero. I'll be so glad when winter is over.

Unfortunately the freezing temps will cause a problem for tonight's chores. If I want to put horses in, how can I put five horses in the barn without a major fight since I have to run them all through a small door. I know I'll be fighting the horses. I've decided to leave the mares out and feed them extra alfalfa. They are pretty hefty girls and can handle being outside. I'm worried about Brego so I guess I'll put the more "faint of heart" into the barn. It's just going to be a pain.

I'm sure there will be fighting. Jim doesn't like a lot of the horses. Although surprisingly enough Dude and Jim were in the same vicinity last night eating and they were getting along. Jim and Zeke were even scratching each others backs the other night. And Jim and Maverick were eating out of the same hay pile. I guess I just see Jim fighting with Sam, who he hates. Unfortunatley Jim is a spinner and kicker. If he doesn't like someone he'll spin around, show them his back end, and if need be, kick. I don't like kicking.

I guess there's always something going on. I sure hope at some point, things will get easier. But when that happens, what ever will I blog about. :-)