Doing a Madonna

Many times I ask myself why horses and today was no exception. In the horizontal rain carrying a bale of hay your truly found himself less than upright and in pain in at least three places after stepping blindly onto a slippery when wet wooden pallet that wasn't supposed to be where I was. As I struggled for composure, yours truly, unlike Madonna who had millions of fans gasp with horror as she took an un-choreographed step backwards, was surrounded by laughing K9's, sniggering horses and a sarcastic goat. The only similarity was that, both being consummate professionals, the show went on and I fed the hysterical animals before crawling indoors to cry.