It has rained for 2 days straight and my ponies are soaked to the bone. On top of that, there is just enough wind to add a real chill and when I went out this morning they were all shivering.
Well the boys were. Sassy never stands still long enough to let herself shiver. She was bouncing off the walls in an effort to stay warm.
I no longer have a nice cozy barn for them to stay in, in fact there is shade )and there for a place to get out of the rain) but no windbreak what so ever. Also the three big pens are at the lowest point on the property and so guess where all the water goes. I have a solution for that, and it is all sitting in piles out side of the pens waiting to be installed. Hopefully the rain doesn't wash all my fresh dirt away. I plan to build up my pens a little with the dirt being dug up from the construction of TC's shop.
So anyway, I decided the best thing I could do for my horses is just let them out. At first Trax didn't want to move, but once he realized what I was saying, "Go to the pasture" he was off like a shot. My pasture is soaked and even flooded in some spots as well, and letting them out there will leave some hoof holes, but I prefer that to them freezing to death. (a slight exaggeration I know)
Then I noticed that Danny's old pen is on higher ground and was completely dry under the big awning. It actually opens up to the "runway" to the pasture so I opened the gate real wide, threw in three big piles of hay and then shut the main gate. Now they can eat hay and stay dry, or run to the pasture if they so desire. If they fight over the hay they have plenty of room to get away from each other, and most of all they can huddle close if they get too cold.
So now I am thinking in my head, of some way to add some walls to their shade. In a way that doesn't leave sharp edges for them to cut themselves on, and doesn't give them plywood to eat.
TC is out of town, headed to ND to deliver a truck for someone. Our poor black dog Smarty Pants is a little distressed I think. He tends to chew things anyway, but he is out of control this morning. He chewed up one of Tom's blue suede slippers, and then deposited a lovely pile of blue vomit on my bedroom floor.
What a perfect way to start my day!