Medusa
Senior Member
- Location
- Mid-Atlantic
So, I was at the horse rescue yesterday (as I mentioned) and holy hail storms, Batman! what a freaking day! We knew thunderstorms were a possibility, but not the tornado warning, pouring, slucing rain and little bit of actual hail that happened, get this, while we had 12 drafts clipped to the feed pads at the fences.
We'd just gotten everybody set up with their first round of food (some of them have to be fed in stages) and the sky turned black. Freaking yikes.
So staff I'm working with instructs to dump the rest of the food in the pans because it's going to get soaked into soup before the horses can eat it, if we don't hurry up and, omg, if anyone sees (there were three of us, two staff and myself) any lightening, we've got to run along the fence line and unclip everybody, in a hurry, not bothering with halters.
I understand why we'd have to do that, scared horses attached to things is well, not good, but I really didn't want to have to. Imagine trying to unhook a prancing frightend, really freaking big, horse in rain so thick it's hard to see the clips.
Good news was we didn't have to do that as the first sign of lightening came right as the last horse was finishing her "soup" and we managed to get everyone fed and turned out.
Bad news was I was completely and totally, well I may as well have gone swimming. Seriously, not to be indelicate, but my unmentionables were floating under my leggings. How is that even possible? And my mucking boots filled with water such that I poured literally inches out of them and had to keep doing that even after the rain stopped, and for the rest of the shift, because my soaked clothes were draining into them.
When I got home I noticed a decent bruise on one of my fingers and remembered it had started hurting at some point, but things were so bananas at the time I didn't have time to think about it.
This morning I noticed that I'd torn some of the skin under my thumb, but I didn't feel that yesterday. Man, what a day.
I know you know I'm going to say this but, yeah, it was a freaking awesome day. LOL
PS: My new, much better suited to the rain (and riding), boots are on the way from Amazon.
We'd just gotten everybody set up with their first round of food (some of them have to be fed in stages) and the sky turned black. Freaking yikes.
So staff I'm working with instructs to dump the rest of the food in the pans because it's going to get soaked into soup before the horses can eat it, if we don't hurry up and, omg, if anyone sees (there were three of us, two staff and myself) any lightening, we've got to run along the fence line and unclip everybody, in a hurry, not bothering with halters.
I understand why we'd have to do that, scared horses attached to things is well, not good, but I really didn't want to have to. Imagine trying to unhook a prancing frightend, really freaking big, horse in rain so thick it's hard to see the clips.
Good news was we didn't have to do that as the first sign of lightening came right as the last horse was finishing her "soup" and we managed to get everyone fed and turned out.
Bad news was I was completely and totally, well I may as well have gone swimming. Seriously, not to be indelicate, but my unmentionables were floating under my leggings. How is that even possible? And my mucking boots filled with water such that I poured literally inches out of them and had to keep doing that even after the rain stopped, and for the rest of the shift, because my soaked clothes were draining into them.
When I got home I noticed a decent bruise on one of my fingers and remembered it had started hurting at some point, but things were so bananas at the time I didn't have time to think about it.
This morning I noticed that I'd torn some of the skin under my thumb, but I didn't feel that yesterday. Man, what a day.
I know you know I'm going to say this but, yeah, it was a freaking awesome day. LOL
PS: My new, much better suited to the rain (and riding), boots are on the way from Amazon.
Do take good care of yourself.
