I saddled up Windy and took her into the arena for awhile. There were some deep drifts at the north end that she wasn't real keen on going through. So we would go a little farther into them each circle we made. It made me want to laugh out loud as she lunged through the belly deep snow. In places where there wasn't snow, the arena was getting muddy from the thaw. Overall, the footing wasn't wonderful, but good enough for a short workout. After I put her up, I slipped her bridle on Ginger and rode her bareback in the corral for another 30 minutes, having to stop once and rescue the rooster from the jaws of Bo.
I have never seen a lazier St. Bernard, so he sure must be sneaky to be able to grab that rooster so quickly. It also makes me question Bo's intentions or skills. The opportunity to get that rooster is there every day, but it's been almost two years, and the rooster still lives. Is it a catch and release game with Bo or is he just a poor hunter?
Ice is expected later today and the first part of the week is supposed to be in the single digits and teens once again. Ah, shucks. I'll miss it. I leave Monday for Florida! Sometimes these blasted business trips come along at just the right time.