Because life with horses is never orderly.
Another Winter Treat…
Pretty sure *I* can’t run in stilettos so I’m unsure how my three year old manages it without killing himself (yet anyway).
So my horses had their feet done the day *before* we got a bunch of snow dumped on us (along with some awesome subzero temperatures). The subject of ‘popper pads’ came up and I declined having him put them on having never experienced the gloriousness that is taking a claw hammer to the foot of a wiggling three-year-old in an attempt to remove the six inch tall ice wad from his shoes. Good times indeed. I believe I will start raising funds to head to Florida. Anyone there care to loan me some barn space until about April? 😉