No one informed mother nature that this is not the fucking monsoon season. At least in America.
I am not exaggerating when I say it has rained for a week STRAIGHT. Sideways rain. Big ole fat rain. Drizzle rain. All the rains has been raining down on us for a week and I am miserable. Not to mention, the week before this, there has been some sort of precipitation gracing my poor pastures. Basically two weeks of torturous moisture.
I do not think I have ever encountered more slop and wetness in my entire existence. I seriously cannot remember a time when this much moisture fell from the sky at such a steady rate for such an extended period of time.
Unless you count frozen moisture. AKA Snowpacalypse 2010 & 2013. Thaaaaat was an adventure of epic proportions.
|"Halp, letz me outz of prizon, hoomin girl"|
I think my horses are officially feral because not only have I not ridden in 3 weeks, but they are covered (literally encrusted) in gooey mud that refuses to dry. Dreadlocked tails, filthy manes & soggy and disgusting coats. Bacardi actually flinched away from from me today and gave me the whites of his eyes like a wild stallion. I cannot cope.
I attempted to spare them from the 5 inch mud that is now their field by keeping them in
They were having none of that shit.
After 4 days they were basically climbing the walls and threatening to murder me.
I tried explaining to them that they needed to keep their toesies dry because they both have contracted mild cases of thrush (thanks to last weeks mud/moisture) at the moment, as well as front shoes, and dammit, I need them to stay intact. They did not understand. Because they are horsebeasts and would prefer to frolic in the mud and not give a damn about their precious feet.
Of course I felt BAD about keeping them locked up, but I tried weighing the options and it seemed like a good idea.
Keep feet dry and treated for thrush with medicine, without the need for diaper boots and constant worrying. Keep horses clean and dry thus reducing the risk for nasty funguses and getting chilled with the cold temps. Keep them out of mud, thus reducing risk of shoe sucking turmoil. And since they're mildly mentally challenged, they've taken to frequently galloping around like insane wildebeest. Completely forgetting how slippery mud is and how easily they can pull a muscle or tendon OR SLIP AND FALL AND DIE.
This coming from a girl who has harped and lectured about how horses NEED turnout and how, unless at risk their immediate health, they should go out for a few hours at LEAST.
I mean, immediate health. Not the pussy footing owners who spew garbage like, "oh-Sparky-cant-go-out-ever-because-he-might-get-a-scratch-on-his-wittle-face-and-oh-my-fuck-god-forbid-if-he-TROTS-around-the-field".
I could go on for hours about turnout. But thats for another post. This, dear readers, specifically is in regards to turnout during terrible, no good, rather awful and foreboding weather conditions.
As I understand, Ohio is not hte only state getting pounded by mother nature and her cruel sense of humor. And with winter coming 'round, its only about to get worse.
So what I am dying to know is what ya'll do during said conditions? Turnout? Keep in? What are the conditions for said choices?
I tried to reason my choices for this particular instance, but gave up after 4 days. I felt their sanity was worth more than a slight convenience to me in cleanliness and ease of treating thrush. As a result, I've gone through more diapers and duct tape than I care to share, but they are remaining under the thrush treatment. Who knows if it will be effective with the level of muddiness outside. The way I see it though, with the volume of rain we've gotten, it won't dry out for at least a week, probably more. That constitutes of MORE than 2 weeks jailed inside...with no riding. Because I don't have an arena. Just an equally muddy field. reason enough for me. I do NOT want to deal with TWO very pissed off Thoroughbreds for a few weeks on end.
During snowpacalypse it equally as miserable. In 2010 I couldn't even make it out to my barn for more than a week. So I fully entrusted the care of my horse to the live in caretaker. He at least made sure they were fed...at some point. And maybe did their stalls. Yeah.
In 2013 when it was a lovely mix of 2 days of ice-snow-ice-snow-ice, creating incredible death traps in the fields, that didn't melt for 9 days, we kept them in that WHOLE FUCKING TIME. Not my choice but hte BO demanded it for insurance purposes. We did T/O in the mini paddocks (pictured above in post) for an hour a day, but my poor horse went insane. Clinically. Luckily there we had an indoor so he at least got ridden everyday because I was able to power through the snuckery (snow fuckery) with my SUV. That helped.
A whole 'nother issue becomes stall cleanliness and the absurd amounts of bedding used...but thats for another post.
So please, readers, feed me your secrets.