When I got married almost 8 years ago, I never thought I would be bundling up my baby girl in the cold to go run water for the “Three Queens” (my husband’s name for the 3 heifers we have on our property). As I was walking out in the 23 degree weather, they were waiting for me as usual, but did not gallop as they usually do (It’s cold. I get it. I’ll pretend they are thankful.) and I took a moment to try and shed some positive light on the chore I agree to help with:
