I am totally drenched.
Totally. Head to toes. Sloppy, soppy, wet. I have hay bits stuck in a pulpy schmear all over my supposedly waterproof jacket. I’m hot under all these layers. My mouth has some liquid mud running into it from when I wiped my brow with my sodden glove. There is an oozing channel under my nose and my hat is still stuck partway over my right eye from when I had my hood on top of it. And, somehow, my arms are wet under my coat.
Right now, the idea of boarding my horses sounds, really, really good.
Let me digress.
The alarm went off this morning and I knew that the wind and rain had been battling it out all night. Yay.
Actually, the wind and rain have been in heavy competition for three days now. You’d think they would have had enough crying and blowing for this week but NO, it continues.
Anyway, that’s all fine when I’m cozy under my comforter… but when the day arrives and the onslaught is still in extreme mode, I know it is going to be a messy, messy day.
I had to face it and join the elements in order to feed my charges. So, I donned my protective gear.
My favorite piece is my long jacket with an eskimo hood. Under that, I wear a few layers (TUCKED INTO MY FLEECE PANTS – not a fashion statement but necessary), I wrap a warm scarf around my neck, put on thick socks, pull up my tall muck boots (that I love) and add a fuzzy hat for good measure.
I’m Ready to Feed even though Mother Nature dares me not to. I ventured out the front door.
Whooosh! The wind flattened be against the veranda as I clung to the pillar for support.
The dogs, who ran outside with me as they normally do every morning, quickly turned tail and begged to go back inside. Since I hate dealing with drenched dogs more than I hate dealing with drenched me, I let them back in.
Today, I would go it alone.
REMI AND ROJO
The first pasture that I can barely locate through the pummeling rain is Remi’s. I had just put Rojo in there with her the day before and I was worried that he wouldn’t know how to use a shelter.
Evidently Rojo learned a thing or two last night because as I drew closer, I could see them both huddled inside their tin roofed and incredibly noisy shelter. You can see the rain pelting it in this photo.
HOW AM I GONNA FEED?
Since my ranch is on a hill, all the water runs downhill, past everyone. This constant flow creates a slick film on top of the soft dirt – a perfect setting for a Laurel and Hardy slapstick comedy. The ground is a slippery, sloppy, muddy, nasty mess. I really should wear a headcam when I feed in the rain…
Anyway, I arrived at the barn and it was flooded. perfect.
Not only has the wind been blowing non-stop, but it has been blowing directly INTO my barn carrying Shamu-sized puddles with it. There was no way I could feed on the ground.
I decided to put up feeders on the rails so that I could watch the wind carry off the hay the horses didn’t dump on the saturated ground.
Silly me, I thought it would be a good idea to put Tess in the barn last night since she is older and I wanted to protect her – as well as keep her from keeping everyone else out from her overhang.
When I arrived at the barn, not only was it flooded, but Tess was standing on her tippy-toes as she moved around the ewwww mess. Of course, it wasn’t too ewwww for her not to lay down in it. Ugh. She was matted and muddy and disgusting – just how she likes it – doused in Eau de Barn Floor.
Deciding to deal with Her Highness later, I found a high, dry spot in the corner and threw her some hay so that I could get her out of the way while I figured out how to feed everyone else.
*Just as an aside, A few months ago when I started hoarding hay for the winter, I made the bright choice to use the stalls for excess hay storage. Hmmmm. Doesn’t seem like such a great idea right now…
Anyway, with the hay barn door open and my arms full of hay, I proceed to feed everyone – one way or another.
And THAT is why today boarding seems like a really, really good idea.
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