Muck Boots: The sad truth.

I know I should be disgusted by these muck boots, but the truth is, they look better than they did.

After riding I left the corral, and spent a good 5 minutes running through some fairly deep snow in an attempt to clean them up a bit. When that wasn't doing much good I spent another 5 minutes violently kicking my foot into a substantial snow bank, which made them much cleaner, as you can see. Job accomplished!

Spending time with horse means getting dirty, period. Sometimes we don't realize how grubby we are, until we've left the barn and are suddenly very conscious of our grubbiness. Like the time I was standing at the gas pump and caught a seriously disapproving glance at my boots, which were covered with mud, gunk and grime.

However, I've noticed that the horses are happy to see us, grubby footwear or not.

Comments

[Dad (doesn't get it)]

What Shelly fails to mention is that this picture was taken in our house.. where the boots live. Strangely, it's the Land Rover that smells of horse. Perhaps it's the floor mats?

[Maple]

These girls are doing hard work and the last thing they need is a mean man in the house. You just be nice.

[Shelly]

Thanks for your support Maple! (And by the way, the boots get put in the garage when they are not on our feet!)

[Girls Horse Club]

Love your family blog!

Anyone who looks at mucky muck boots with disdain just doesn't get it. Wear your mud, poop, and horsey smell like it's high fashion and expensive perfume!

[ponyprincess]

I do it all the time. It gets so muddy out here and I have white shoes. I'll run around scraping my shoes in whatever clean snow I find:-)