Lapse in Judgement

It was pouring when we awoke and poured with rain most of the day. We picked mom up for Pete Plattner's visitation and she mentioned her rain gauge showed 3 and a half inches. Every paddock, every field, every piece of ground here is saturated, soaked and slippery. Olivia was taken over to Cynthia's place in Washington, IL for a month of foal training. Eliza and Zalena were brought in for the night just to get them off the wet muddy fields. Ribbon is now showing but I won't try to get her covered until tomorrow. I think Jenis is also showing. Checking on the horses this afternoon, Hadassah and her colt could not be found. The rest of the horses were up eating off the round bale. It is a big concern when only 1 horse is missing. Thoughts of her colt slipping into the pond and drowning were flooding my mind. I took the golf cart into the back thinking that would be much faster for the search and got it stuck in the mud. That was the first lapse in judgment. Trying to hike over to search in a pair of crocks was the second lapse in judgement. They kept slip sliding around my wet muddy feet, getting stuck and falling off and I detest getting my feet muddy. Hadassah was found, she and Solomon were up at the top of the hill behind some trees grazing.  Holly came running over to join them. By the time I made it back to the farm house Mark was ready for supper. He was asked if he would bring the skid steer to pull the golf cart out and as long as he didn't have to get out of the skid steer he was willing. Even that about got stuck.