Because life with horses is never orderly.
Although today was a GLORIOUS 80 degrees here in the Swamp, it would appear many of you are still doing battle with my arch nemesis, Winter.
Given that, this week’s comic seems applicable.
If you know, you know you know.
In unfortunate news, Winter is still hanging around for most of you.
In slightly better news, we are still in the no man’s land between Christmas and New Years so no one is really expecting much from us. 😂😅 Feel free to stay buried under 14 blankets with your *adult hot chocolate.
If you are masochistic enough to venture out and try to ride, make good life choices (I’m looking at you all over in the UK who, from my lurking on the sh*teeventers page, apparently don’t know what lunging is. 😂😳). I say this with love of course.
Since it looks like a large portion of my wonderful equestrian community here already have, or will be getting blasted with sNOw over the holiday, I thought this week’s new comic could serve both as a reminder of the seasonal festivities AND some helpful advice. 😉😂
Kidding (mostly)– I know some of you masochists actual enjoy this frigid doom.
Greetings from Sunny Florida where snow is but a disturbing concept! 😂
Today the low is 65, which is admittedly not very ‘festive’ in the traditional holiday sense, but given my deeply rooted hatred of sNOw, I’ll take it!
This week’s comic is dedicated to all my friends still suffering from the white plague; may you find some humor and joy in your otherwise frozen wasteland. (Also, I have a guest room and some empty stalls if you need to thaw out.) 😅
*Also, this is a nod to the incomparable Calvin and Hobbes, for those curious.
It would seem many of you are currently experiencing this joy. Meanwhile, over here in Florida, I have sort of forgotten it’s wintermageddon. 🤔😅
It is in your honor then, that I present you with this week’s comic featuring Snow–destroyer of endless summer dreams.
You’re welcome.
Desperation?
Winter seems to bring out all sorts of things in people…some are excited by the clean, freshness that seems to come with newly fallen snow. These people are joyous at what they perceive to be new beginnings and boundless possibilities. I am not those people. Winter brings out nothing but acute desperation, irritability, and the continual threat to move back to Florida. 😀
Sissy stuff there.
Pshh! Those are WARM! Out here we have FROZEN CYCLONES. You’re Welcome. Love, Winter.
Nobody loves this.
Between the snow falling off the roof, wind against the back wall, and the demons that SURELY lurk in every dark corner, the indoor arena in the depths of winter is akin to some level of Dante’s. Sometimes just surviving for 20 minutes counts as a win. 😉
Though one most may not appreciate you asking.
Ah, winter and the holidays: a time of wonderfully frozen tundra complete with copious amounts of food and significantly less motivation to do much other than eat it. 😉 It’s a time of wonderment: Is your horse just fluffy from being frozen or fat from not getting worked? Did those breeches feel snug because you layered or because you’ve decided pumpkin pie is a legitimate food group? So.many.questions.
And maybe come help break some ice buckets and shovel a few tons of snow.
Because snow induced homicidal rage is a real thing. I swear. I think I speak for everyone who owns livestock when I say: Enough is ENOUGH already. 😉