Because life with horses is never orderly.
…It’s happening outside. The damage today, [It] falls on today, They[beasts standing] on the outside…
Because who needs shelter, warmth, and a perfectly dry stall when you have an entire wet, frozen tundra at your disposal? 😉
…and it was as hateful as I remember it.
Have I mentioned how much I hate snow? I hate watching my horses nearly break their fetlocks even more. Don’t mind me, I’ll be over there doing some sort of anti snow dance and praying for a winter drought. 😉
While this is simply an update of a previous comic that I feel was under-loved the first go around, the advice it suggests still rings true: Never trust a pony. 😉
That shouldn’t be plural…
Well, I gave it a shot. At least there’s only another 4ish months of this sacrilege. 😉
…makes me die a little inside.
Really, there’s not much I need to add here. Winter is Death and Fall is his evil little enabler. 😉
Didn’t winter just DIE?!
As much as I have to admit that I could *survive* without it being over 100 degrees outside, I am NOT too thrilled about this fall shenanigans or the doom that comes after it. At least all my horses are enjoying spooking at their own shadows for funsies. 😉 #ISpookAtWinter
…in order to survive winter riding and to avoid getting launched into the stratosphere by your youngster this winter. The take home from this is that winter is bogus and those that the first person to complain that it’s hot this summer is getting smacked. 😉
Ever. Not even a little bit.
Horrendous pun aside, it’s hard to deny that attempting to clean snow covered paddocks is not even remotely amusing. Well, not for the person cleaning anyhow; my horses all seem pretty pleased with themselves though and the bystanders at the barn apparently get a kick out of my ability to string together unique combinations of profanities, so there’s that anyway. 😉
…there may have been some searches involving ‘nearest ER,’ and ‘low cost fares to Hawaii’ as well. But seriously though, I’ve gone through all of these. Good thing the weather has been so crummy as it has allowed me to thoroughly explore them all as well as re-familiarize myself with the sad fact that I’ll never be rich enough to build an indoor. Doh. 😉
Is total bull…
Because base jumping isn’t exciting enough. But seriously, is anyone else tired of their horse acting like he has firecrackers in his pants? I think their brain cells freeze together and then rattle around causing them to leap about like total morons. :/