So I went to the barn and checked Mitzi's legs. They are perfect, thanks. And then... it was a nice evening and I figured there was no telling whether it's stay fine so I figured I'd longe her again.

We were just working nicely on the right rein when the snow started.

And now it's storming like a bastard, frankly. Cripes!

(Although I am pretty sure last year we had at least one bad storm in April, but I am afraid to look it up.)

Anyway. Mitzi worked well despite having a WTF? look on her face. And I got safely back to Clayton Park. But now I think I had really better pick up my holds, head for the drugstore, and go home.