First Rain Storm of the Season

If the temps would have been cooler yesterday we might have been in for a doozy of a snowstorm. Luckily it was just rain. We got just under a half inch of rain. Too much for my thinking.

I didn't dilly dally around like I do some evenings after getting home from work. I knew the horses would be grumpy. I knew the mares would be miserable so I started Sam and Jim on their warm mash and pulled the mares into the hayshed. I was a little worried that the hayshed roof would rattle too much for Babe but she didn't seem to care. She snarfed down the warm mash and attacked her alfalfa. I think she was just happy to get out of the wind and rain. Queen wasn't as content but the ol' girl needed to get out of the rain. I prefer to pamper my oldsters.

After getting the mares settled for the evening meal I snuck around the corner to see if anyone else was shivering. If Zeke sees me he sometimes fakes me out and shivers to get sympathy. Or that's what I think (but I'm not really a hard arse!)

I snuck around so Zeke couldn't see me and he was shivering. That answered my question. In go my "delicate flowers". Rain and Zeke went into the barn. There's no sense in letting the barn sit empty when there are horses outside shivering.

Maverick and King were shivering too but once they attacked their hay, the shivering stopped. Luckily by 10pm the rain had stopped. I know King, Maverick, Dude, and Chaos can handle the weather a little bit better. They are all pretty "husky" boys and can handle the changing weather better than some of the others. I guess I don't pamper those four as much as the others.

I was surprised to wrap up my chores by 7pm last night. But by that time I was soaked. Silly me didn't put on my Tinglies. Instead I wore my steals so my feet were absolutely soaked. So much for having white socks! I was smart enough to put on a baseball cap to keep the rain out of my face. By the time I was almost done with chores, water was hanging off the brim and I think was about to start soaking my head. Almost everything dried out overnight. I hate putting on a wet coat. It always makes things feel that much colder.

This morning everyone was happy to get out of the barn. The mares weren't too fond of going back into the mud bog. They weren't even hungry so I couldn't distract them with food. Those ol' girls, they always change their minds. I do need to get in to the mud bog and replace a windblock that blew down. I was going to take care of it last night but was already fed up with the mud and wet feet. I didn't want my already heavy and wet steals to get sucked into the mud or make me carry another 10pounds so I opted to leave the windbreak where it blew down. Luckily Mike will be home tonight so I'll have him help me put the windblock back up and maybe haul water. :-) I missed my "Water Boy."

I'm still thinking about last Saturday's horse auction. I never did get a response from my inquiry about that old paint with the kind eye. My stomach continues to turn thinking about the upcoming sale April 17th. But no matter what, I'll be there.