Law
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Get up and open the curtains to find it is grey and miserable out there.
Worry about whether Monkey will be ok in his lightweight rug.
Go to work and gaze out the window at the fierce winds and horizontal rain. Worry some more about monkey
Finish work, go home and change into wellies and over-trousers.
Pick up a warmer rug for Monkey.
Curse the lashing wind and driving rain.
Arrive on yard. Make feed, drive truck all the way up the track to the field gate.
Shout with all your might for Monkey to come and get his dinner.
Spot a decidedly autumnal looking leaf blowing by between the sheets of rain.
Curse the Monkey for being deaf in the wind.
Wait 5 more minutes, just in case he has heard you.
Admit defeat and trek 15 minutes across the field. By now the winter jacket you are wearing is soaked through and your hair is whipping your face.
Take Monkey to his feed, change rug and wait patiently whilst he savours every mouthful. Meanwhile the water in your jacket is collecting in the waist band of your over-trousers and is running into your jeans and you're getting a wet bum
Take your soggy ass and get back in the car and go home, get changed in the garage/shed and leave soaking clothes to dry out.
And so it begins...
Anyone else feeling like this?!
(ETS: horse not actually called Monkey, just a nickname!)
Worry about whether Monkey will be ok in his lightweight rug.
Go to work and gaze out the window at the fierce winds and horizontal rain. Worry some more about monkey

Finish work, go home and change into wellies and over-trousers.
Pick up a warmer rug for Monkey.
Curse the lashing wind and driving rain.
Arrive on yard. Make feed, drive truck all the way up the track to the field gate.
Shout with all your might for Monkey to come and get his dinner.
Spot a decidedly autumnal looking leaf blowing by between the sheets of rain.
Curse the Monkey for being deaf in the wind.
Wait 5 more minutes, just in case he has heard you.

Admit defeat and trek 15 minutes across the field. By now the winter jacket you are wearing is soaked through and your hair is whipping your face.
Take Monkey to his feed, change rug and wait patiently whilst he savours every mouthful. Meanwhile the water in your jacket is collecting in the waist band of your over-trousers and is running into your jeans and you're getting a wet bum

Take your soggy ass and get back in the car and go home, get changed in the garage/shed and leave soaking clothes to dry out.
And so it begins...
Anyone else feeling like this?!


(ETS: horse not actually called Monkey, just a nickname!)
