All the while Jayden and Noah were back in Iowa, it was cold, windy, and unpleasant. They were here for a 3 day, 20 to 40 below wind blizzard. The day they packed up and headed home, the temperatures started to raise and we got into the 30's. That felt like a heat wave and we all started to creep out of our warm home. Even the horses started to venture farther out and I took off their insulated blankets. One morning, they started to get brave as I looked out and saw Tex and Raony on top of the giant snowdrift in their pen. I panicked and realized all they needed to do was go another few steps and they would be over the fence. It really is a funny thing to think about a horse walking over their fence. It has happened only one other time in my life. I quickly ran and threw on a coat and my boots. I didn't zip up or grab gloves and barely had my feet in my boots when I saw Roany running through the backyard. He managed to get out and thankfully Tex ran the other way in his pen. I knew if the two got loose together we would be in big trouble. Horses like to stay together and having them loose together would have caused them to run all over with no desire to come back to the pen. With Roany loose, I knew he wouldn't go far without Tex. He wandered back by the chicken coop and didn't know where to go or what to do and stood there for me to catch. Tex was whinnying and running wild in his pen worrying about Roany and I feared he would go over the fence too. I put both horses in a stall and called Mark. He sent Luke to handle the job with the skid loader. This was when I really got the birds eye view of all the snow. It seemed as if all the snow from our farm had blown into massive drifts in the horse pens. Most of our yard and driveway had very little snow left. Luke started the tedious job of scooping, backing, dumping, over and over making a giant pile. It took him over 3 hours. We are so thankful for modern equipment and a handy skid loader! On the other side, I stood watching Eddy, who had about a foot of fence between him and the east pen. He could easily step over as he paced back and forth. I am really quite surprised he didn't go over too. It was a big job and a whole lot of snow. The snow was really pretty blown into patterns that looked like ocean waves. The wind blew so hard during the storm that it had a layer of black dirt blown into it. It was like art formed by nature.
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