Every snowmans worst nightmare

"Someone quick sculpt me legs so I can run away"
"AAAAGGHHH!!!"

*OMNOMNOMNOM*

"Oh nose!"

So I had one of those days where I woke up purely miserable. I was up most of the night, I was cold, the dog bit me when I stepped on her in the dark and then proceeded to slip and land hard on my tail bone out the back steps.
*note to self- put salt on the steps after the snow has been melting off the roof the day before*
I wanted to just curl up and go back to bed.

One of those days that I question my sanity in career choice.

Maybe an office job would be easier?

This gelding walked through the fence twice today at my one barn. This isn't the first day either. The owners refuse to put up wood or even an electric wire.
I am so tired of fixing fencing at this barn and chasing loose horses I was about ready to tell them to do their own chores. I just wanted to sit down in my car and all the horses be magically tucked back into their stalls. Of course that does not happen so I got it done.

Then I went and seen my horses.

Indigo always seems to know when I am having a bad day.
I stood in the paddock with my camera in hand. I was taking pictures of the turbines from the barnyard. I walked back there yesterday with Indigo and it was so muddy. Today there is literally two to five inches of water in certain spots on the lane from all the trucks going up and down and the warm sun melting the snow.

Indigo kept following right behind me like a shadow, wuffling my pony tail as I went. I tried to shoo her away a few times, which usually works but she kept coming back. She would trot off about five paces and come back to nose me on the shoulder. I wanted to take pictures in peace without a snowy muzzle sliming my lens.

About this time I had the feeling of being watched. I looked because sometimes the construction workers come over to pet the horses. No one was there.
I looked over in the other direction. No one there either. The other horses were all out in the pasture and I could see them. All but one.
Suzy, stairballing me from the corner of the fence dividing the two halves of the barnyard. I totally missed her.
She was leaning as far as she could over the gate, ears forward. When I turned to her she nickered.
I have ridden this horse probably more miles than I could ever count. We have been an unbeatable team in show for many years now. I have so many ribbons from this horse it amazes me. What else amazes me is she has the ability to know when people need a horse to hug.

So I got a couple long hours of my horses, a lot of grooming, even more hair shedding *note no.2 to self- do not wear chap stick wile grooming* and of course with a carrot and some snow, afternoon entertainment.

Of course once I think about being stuck inside the office job instead of being able to be around the animals I love, it does not quite seem as appealing as trudging through the muddy paddock to hug a horse.