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