Count on it

There's something you can always count on with horses. The problems are never convenient. On the coldest, most miserable night of the decade something will go wrong. Always.

I came home to find a fence down and no horses. No biggie. They are just at the back. I call and shake some feed. Nothing. So, go find a flashlight and spot their eyes. No flashlight that works. No biggie. Get on some warmer clothes. Oh crap! That's a big ass spider hiding in there. Survive the scare and go out into the pasture.... Is that skunk I smell? Of course, it is. OK. It's too wet to drive out there. I'll just use the headlights. No horses. Starting to get really worried. Be patient, they'll come. Nope. Find a small headlamp and study the ground around the downed electric fence. No footprints. Likely they bumped the wire and the insulator popped off. The bottom strand is intact. Still no horses.

Good thing. I think I'll kill them when they show up. As if I wasn't worried enough that the cold weather would make them uncomfortable, now I have to worry they are wandering about the county. Great.