You will surely appreciate the irony when I tell you that the rain has kept me from installing a new water tank in the field. When the rain stops ruining your day the mud is only just getting started at it, and so it is that after waiting weeks for a break in the weather, and then waiting days more for the ground to dry, today was finally my day.
Nothing makes me happier than NSFTH (new stuff for the horses) and today I wheeled my shiny new stock tank out to the field. The tank is a 140 gallon container of gleaming galvanized metal, glinting in the sun and spooking my horses a little.
Once the horses had gotten over their fear of this thunderous new object in their midst, it only took minutes to prep the site and install the tank. Then it was time to fill 'er up. The sun and dry ground were evidently working on Hero and he decided to get in touch with his inner Maverick and do several fly-by's as the hose spurted water into the tank. He buzzed me several times at a full gallop, which he interrupted only for dazzling little spurts of bucking and farting. (For the horsey among you, he also swapped leads from left to right while galloping down hill. I was impressed.)
Momento, who is kind of the Steve McQueen of horses, stood still at the top of the field, never even raising his head at all of the commotion. He merely mustered a few angry tail swishes when Hero buzzed him, and kept his mind on his grazing.
I was feeling pretty good about the day, but I tend to align myself more with Momento when it comes to expressing my feelings, which for us meant a tiny nap in the sun. On the other hand, Hero finally settled down to graze, but not before rolling and grunting like a pig in, yes, the MUD. Again.
Try as I might I could not coax either horse to the sparkling new tank for a drink.
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| The muddy eye shadow is a nice touch. |
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