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I like that "Crippling" is only the second-worst category.
With well over a foot of snow on the ground and an ice storm on the way, I'm feeling a little jaded. Hence, some wintry lines from horse books. It's hard to judge whose feelings toward the winter are more bitter, the humans -
Oh, how I hated the winters. I loathed trailing about in the mud and the snow, blue-nosed and quaking with aching, numbing cold, labouring with bales of hay and buckets of feed for wild-eyed, ungrateful brutes who galloped up, spraying me with dirt, shoving and pushing me about, squealing and kicking at each other, and giving me crafty nips when I was not looking in case, for one misguided moment, I had imaged they actually liked me.
Not Quite A Horsewoman by Caroline Akrill
The thermometer outside the window read eighteen degrees above zero, but as she trudged down to the barn it felt more like eighteen below. It was starting to snow again. The gray sky had deepened and a thin film of blowing white was beginning to fog over the dark woods that bordered the pasture.
Vicki And The Black Horse by Sam Savitt
- or the horses.
Out into the cold and away from their cozy place in the woods the pony herd traveled. The little colts stayed close to their mothers and whimpered when frost pinched their noses.
Broomtail by Miriam E. Mason
The drifts were up to his chest, and it took all the strength of his powerful muscles to plunge his way through them. Often he had to rear and leap into them, one jump at a time, to break through at all.
Blitz: The Story of A Horse by Hetty Burlingame Beatty
Note:
While the book pictured has absolutely nothing to do with horses, the Haders did create one horse book, Little Appaloosa, and illustrated various horses for Louise Seaman's book Mr. Peck's Pets.
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