Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Mud, Mud Go Away

Oozy, slippery, boot-sucking mud.
Right in front of the barn.

Nobody likes it, not me, not the donks.

I kept waiting for it to dry up, but no dice.

I tried to provide remedial relief by throwing soiled shavings, but that was like throwing a thimble full of water into the ocean.
Rick says, "Gotta dig it up and move it out."  OK.

1 comment:

  1. So, have you started digging yet? Sounds like some advice from my husband.