Actually it’s the first snowfall for four of our six horses, three of our four dogs, and our kitty. Okay, okay, I know all you guys who live way on up there in the freezer are laughing your heads off at me calling this snow, but I was like a kid this morning (Kathleen is unfortunately in southern California and missing it all). It was exciting. Fun. And all the critters seemed to agree. I woke up to the photo below and
was certain the horses must all be huddled together inside the barn (their free-choice “run-in”), bundled up together trying to stay warm, wondering what in the world had gone wrong with their world.
When I got down there they were all up in the far pasture munching away… and rolling in the snow! They came down covered in it with icicles hanging off their ears, manes, and forelocks.
Noelle – all iced up
(Sorry Sweetie. When you’re not here I have to make do :)
Such a beautiful morning. I was well-bundled so only my toes got cold and that of course made me worry about their toes. How come it is that no matter how much we know we cannot help but project our human-ness onto our horses. They have the barn if they need it but I still have to whap myself to keep from forcing it on them. Or wanting to. But now I have Rick Lamb watching over me and his recent statement that you’ll hear a lot if you hang around here for long: Walk the talk! Which means set ’em up for success and get the heck outta the way :)
Back inside, unbundled, and with a scrumptious cappuccino in hand I was pretty sure the morning just couldn’t be any better (unless my Sweetie was here). Then I sat down at the computer and the first thing to pop up was this email: How do I send a message to Joe and Kathleen about the impact they have made on me & my horses life? I am in awe of the Soul of a Horse book. I have read it and read it over and over again. I would like to relay this to Joe & Kathleen. Thank you. Lauren Johnson and Dollar.
Y’all know I’m a weenie anyway and sure enough the tears came aflowing. That’s what makes it all worthwhile I mumbled to myself. It’s what keeps us going. And I went immediately to work. Thank you so much Lauren, and all of you who keep our juices (and tears) flowing. I wish you snow.