goofy ponies
Jan. 23rd, 2008 04:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dancing_crowtemp: 28 F (-2C)
wind chill: yeah, definitely
layers of clothes for the barn: short underwear, long underwear, fleece lined winter jacket
Thoughts at 28 degrees: I'm glad I wore my hat today. My hands are still extremely cold. What are those idiots doing?
I started to put horses out in the usual way - bale of hay tossed about into piles and let out the sensible ones who will stay put (eating hay) with the gate down while I lead in the young and the foolish. Big mistake. I got three in, and let out the agitated appy mare and then four of them decided to go for a romp in the woods. The barn is about a half mile away from the road and this is how I was told to do it, or I would be more careful with halters and lead shanks and the whole nine yards.
After romping down the trail and back, and making several laps around the barn snorting, they deigned to be caught, one at a time, with a lot of mouthfuls of grain involved. Of the two in the paddock, one was frantic and thinking about jumping over the electric fence, the other was placidly enjoying having ALL the hay piles to himself.
Lots of bucket carrying. The pipe to the field is still not working. The pipe to the barn is great, and all the electric water buckets are doing the right thing. I am thinking that the buckets are improving my arm muscles for circus. I tell myself this every barn day.
time in car: < 35 mins
The hamster is named Perpetual Motion, Mo for short. Or perpetual Mo (not intermittent Mo or sporadic Mo)
wind chill: yeah, definitely
layers of clothes for the barn: short underwear, long underwear, fleece lined winter jacket
Thoughts at 28 degrees: I'm glad I wore my hat today. My hands are still extremely cold. What are those idiots doing?
I started to put horses out in the usual way - bale of hay tossed about into piles and let out the sensible ones who will stay put (eating hay) with the gate down while I lead in the young and the foolish. Big mistake. I got three in, and let out the agitated appy mare and then four of them decided to go for a romp in the woods. The barn is about a half mile away from the road and this is how I was told to do it, or I would be more careful with halters and lead shanks and the whole nine yards.
After romping down the trail and back, and making several laps around the barn snorting, they deigned to be caught, one at a time, with a lot of mouthfuls of grain involved. Of the two in the paddock, one was frantic and thinking about jumping over the electric fence, the other was placidly enjoying having ALL the hay piles to himself.
Lots of bucket carrying. The pipe to the field is still not working. The pipe to the barn is great, and all the electric water buckets are doing the right thing. I am thinking that the buckets are improving my arm muscles for circus. I tell myself this every barn day.
time in car: < 35 mins
The hamster is named Perpetual Motion, Mo for short. Or perpetual Mo (not intermittent Mo or sporadic Mo)
