I shouldn't complain. We still haven't recovered from Irma.
With Tommy taking up the spare stall we use during storms, another temporary stall was erected in the middle of the aisle.
Camping in the barn is the best! All the horses were kept up all day during the wind and lightning events. A day spent feeding the crew small snacks of hay to keep them busy and scooping bucket after bucket of manure.
Meanwhile, the clowns in the office amuse themselves.
Does Peter ever love his baby. Dax gets a head to toe bath every day.
Lunch break is spent relishing a chocolate cake that just materialized this morning.
Sorting through recipes for an upcoming catering event--- see, I'm resting during recovery. I can behave for 20 minutes.
Meanwhile, the monsoon, Part IV.
15,000 lbs of animals in the barn for a whole day makes for a spectacular poopfest.
The horses released an hour and a half ago, finally I'm starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. One more big push and I'll be done.
After refueling on cake and coffee.
