Mudville.

It's turned to winter again, but on Christmas eve our world was still mud. I'd had to park in the yard and walk to the house for a while. THIS was the scene at our house:









I won't complain, not one bit.

Now we are buried under a blanket of snow, the water buckets are covered in ice, and I can't seem to get my feet warm. But the driveway is solid enough for me to get the rest of my winter hay delivered. So i guess it isn't all bad.

We got another deer last night for the family freezer, a nice big fat doe. That should be enough meat to last us a while. I feel much better knowing we have enough to get us through for a bit.

On an unrelated note.... Dexter is really sucking up these days. he is in the dog house again. It's a good thing he is cute.

Two posts in one day!!!

Brego seems sound again. Thank goodness.

I've been working him less than consistently because, well... because my life has been a huge bowl of yuck soup lately and I've been too much of a debbie downer to do more than deal with the most basic things. But for my sanity I need to do this, and for his health and well being of course. lol.

So today i worked him lightly, I was going to long line him but he was full of himself so i just longed him and unbraided his tail then longed him again. Basically just walkingtrot each way, until he was actually listening to me and not sticking his nose in the air and hollowing out his back.

Early in the work:



Later in the work:

I... I don't even know what to say....

It's been up there for an hour.



he was standing too close to the fence so I tossed the hay over his back but only two flakes made it over, this one just stayed there.

 

 Snow is accumulating on top of it.



he doesn't even seem to notice it, let alone care.

I can't stop laughing.