Well, actually it does. When the snow falls relentlessly, and the thermometer is stuck in the teens and twenties, I have very little love to spread around the barn.
I love my house on days like today. I love coffee, cocoa, cookies and warm kisses.
Not snow, not ice, not wind. Ick.
But I do still love my horses. I love them enough to spend two hours cleaning their messes, fluffing their beds, filling their hay racks, and melting their frozen buckets. I love them just barely enough.
And yes, they love me too.
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