We had big thunderstorms roll through here while I was at the barn today.
It rained really hard then it started to hail which seemed to last about 5 minutes.
The sound of that on a metal roof of the barn was deafening. We couldn't hear each other talking at all.
Satire got scared in his stall an was moving around quite a bit. Wide eyed!
These pictures of the hail stones were taken at least 10 minutes after they had fallen so they've melted quite a bit. They were about quarter sized.
It's OK now Satire!
After the storm.
A couple weeks ago Carol went around and wrote appropriate sayings on everyone's stalls with chalk for fun!
This is for Satire's special diet!
And for Preacher the herd leader.
And this is the most appropriate one of all!
My bad little boy Echo!Shirley