SouthernMdRocks
R.I.P. Bobo, We miss you!
I hear the weather is suppose to really dip down in the single digits tonight. Guess I'll be looking for a the blankets I can find. Wonder if comforters and safety pins will work!!
Can you chop some for me?smoothmarine187 said:ahhhhhhhhh crap......I guess I better get off of here and start chopping wood.
mkd20012001 said:Can you chop some for me?
smoothmarine187 said:ahhhhhhhhh crap......I guess I better get off of here and start chopping wood.
fixedSouthernMdRocks said:Do you deliver your chopped wood??
Katie said:I have a riding lesson tonight. I know it is in an indoor, but yikes.
Maybe I will run up to the barn after work and find out if we are doing lessons tonight.
Katie said:I didn't have a lesson tonight!!
There was no way that I could have stayed warm while riding. I could have worn ski pants, but I wouldn't have been able to stay on.
HorseLady said:Now that would have been entertaining!!!
ya'll just wanna see him get all sweaty outside then take his shirt off.mizteresa1965 said:and me too??
Bliss wriggled outta her blankie, it was too big, so i sent Rottncop to Elam's to get her a new, smaller weatherbeeta. He said you'da thought that place was having a yard sale all them yakking women in there buying blankets and cold weather stuff. Now LeBeBes are both snug and toasty warm up under the round bale feeder in the hay, not like we get much wind here in the deep woods of the quiet valley. They choose not to go into their stalls, silly mares. That would mean leaving the hay, i suppose.Pasofever said:2 of mine have heavy ducks on...the babies are naked...Roger has his weatherbeeta on and so does Vence...Condesa and the llamas are naked too...Wee is snug as a pig in a pile of straw....
happyappygirl said:Bliss wriggled outta her blankie, it was too big, so i sent Rottncop to Elam's to get her a new, smaller weatherbeeta. He said you'da thought that place was having a yard sale all them yakking women in there buying blankets and cold weather stuff. Now LeBeBes are both snug and toasty warm up under the round bale feeder in the hay, not like we get much wind here in the deep woods of the quiet valley. They choose not to go into their stalls, silly mares. That would mean leaving the hay, i suppose.
Little Maverick is snug as a bug in his blankie at Percy's place too. Dani peeped out over the stall door at me when i went down to check up on them.