>> Friday, February 19, 2010
Well, you're just going to have to believe this story because my daughter-in-law, Heather didn't have a camera. We could have made some money on Funniest Home Video if she had....trust me.
It all started just fine. The snowfall was massive, but my friend Anita and I like our horses outside no matter what. Because the barn folks were busy plowing Anita said, "I'll go put Rocky and Tango in the front field this morning if you can take them in this afternoon."
"No problem," I told Anita.
Anita had said that she just pushed the snow away from the gate when she put Rocky and Tango outside. I had planned to do the same when I went to lead them back inside.
Heather had dropped by my house at about 4:30 that afternoon and being the great girl she is, offered to ride to the barn with me while I took the horses inside. She wasn't wearing boots. "Don't worry," I told Heather, "You can just wait while I grab the horses."
We got to the barn and Rocky and Tango were at the gate waiting for me. Good boys! I said out loud.
I soon found out that the good boys had packed the snow down in front of the gate. As hard as I pushed, I could only manage to get the gate opened enough to squeeze by body inside the steel prison.
No problem. There was a gate at the other side of the field with just fresh snow. My plan was to lead Tango to the other end, push away the fresh snow, open the gate and get Tango out and come back for Rocky.
I started to lead Tango to the other end of the field but before I knew it I was butt deep in snow. Somehow, Tango stepped on the toe of my boot and I fell down. By now I was up to my shoulders in the snow because that's what happens when you're butt deep when you're standing. I kept trying to pull my boot out from underneath Tango's foot, but every time I pulled my foot started to come out of my boot. Not good.
Now I started yelling, "Back Tango...back!"
Heather didn't know what was going on and neither did Tango. After all, any horse with good sense would not venture into such deep snow and Tango was scared out of his wits. He didn't want to back up and I truly understand why.
Finally after me contorting my body sideways and pushing Tango while yelling at him to back up, he did. I pulled my boot away quickly and stood up.
Then as fast as I stood up, I turned around and fell down again. This time face first. I looked like a gigantic snow angel. Tango was standing above me looking down. Heather was on the outside looking in. I was humiliated but did manage to find some humor as I used Tango to help me get to my feet again.
By now the people at the barn were at the stuck fence. They managed to get it opened. I managed to get Tango out and over a snow drift on the driveway. I handed Rocky to Heather and all was well.
The next day I was trying to figure out why my waist hurt. Duh.