For the week and a half that Gogo has been on 24/7 turnout, she hasn't even set foot in the barn. Neither her nor the other horse on the property ever come inside. This all changed last night when the predictions of a massive Texas winter deathstorm actually came true for once. My Future Hubs and I were out last night actually doing that ridiculous southern thing where you stock up on food for a few days in case you do actually get stuck in your house when bad weather arrives, and I got a call from my landlord. "The weather is supposed to be really bad tonight, so I am gonna bring Bobo in to the barn. I'll set up a stall for you too if you want it." (Yes, he actually is Bobo... I thought he was Bubba but I was wrong.) I told him sure, and that I'd come check on how she was doing after we got back from our errands and decide then if she needed to come in or not. She was double blanketed and fed, so I wasn't worried about her being warm. I figured she'd hunker down in her shed if it started to rain.
And boy did it ever start to rain. It rained.... and rained.... and POURED... and THUNDERED.... and SLEETED.... and it just kept getting worse. In the 30 or so minutes that it took to get home, we passed by two huge accidents on the highway, and barely made it back ourselves. I kept thinking over and over, "is Gogo REALLY smart enough to stand in her shed and wait this out if Bobo isn't in there with her?" NOPE, she was by the gate, completely SOAKING wet, standing in the sideways sleet just hoping that maybe somebody would pass by and bring her inside. Thankfully we were there! I tried to toss some hay into her shed, but changed my mind and just went ahead and brought her in. Half of the barn has typical indoor stalls, and the other half has open air stalls of all varying sizes. Gogo is in the biggest stall, and Bobo is next to her. She was completely thrilled to be back in a stall, and went right to munching her hay as if to say, "Mom WHY have you forgotten to bring me inside for nearly TWO WEEKS?"
This morning, winds are gusting at nearly 60mph nonstop. We have blowing and drifting snow and LOADS of ice. I'm actually trapped in my own driveway... I can't get out!! I somehow fought my way to the barn on foot, fed and picked Gogo's stall, and said screw this, she's not going out and I am going back to bed!!
Her open air stall has lots of blown-in snow in it, but she doesn't seem to mind. She's out of the wind and cosy warm, so she's happy!
Yikes. But she is happy and toasty warm under her blankets, and I am happy and warm on my couch. I will try to make it to work later but seeing as I am honest to god stuck in my driveway, I can't imagine I'll be able to for awhile!
The very special Ridgeway weekend
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