More Sunday to Monday weather stuff. Mom took pix of my feets on Sunday wearing some pretty fancy snowballs:
Wonder if my snowball feets might become a fashion trend? Mom watched how long it took for them to disappear on their own while she provided room service aka cleaned my room. Within 5 minutes the snowball feets were my regular feets again. And that was just standing there eating.
So Monday after the rain and warm weather turned the paddock to mud soup, this is what I was wearing on my feets! Mud doesn't melt whilst I eat!
Today was like in the 60's, unheard of in NE Ohio let me tell you. Plus it rained and rained hard. Danette (our neighbor) called Mom at work telling her "your mare is standing outside, I yelled and told her to go in". First you must understand that my standing outside when I can easily go in the barn has become a standard joke round here. Danette is always calling Mom laughing to tell her I'm hanging out in the bad weather while her geldings are all "ooooooh, let me in" So Mom asked if Danette would come over not to put me in but, to pour some shampoo on me. Danette volunteered to do so next time it's pouring down rain and I choose to bask in it. Guess I'm to become a self washing horse?