Although we had 10 inches of snow yesterday in my town, I’m glad to report that I also saw the first signs of spring. Zelda is shedding. Massively. Despite the wintery outlook, under her blanket is several birds’ nests worth of loose hair. I didn’t clip her after hunting season, so she has enough coat for several horses.
Shedding out is the reminder that days are getting longer. It’s no longer dark at 4:30 (although it has been wickedly cold). It’s quite a treat to be at the barn at 5 p.m. and discover that I don’t have to turn the outside lights on. Now, if only we could get it to warm up a few degrees.
Oh how I love to see the beginnings of shedding hair!
My horses start sheeding in Jan. Only a little, but still. Never made sense to me. Also, yay light!
I hate shedding season. I love shedding season. For the former, it’s like I can’t get near a horse without his hair somehow getting into my mouth, my gloves, my eyes…yet I love it because it means spring is coming.
The funny part is that Freedom isn’t shedding at all. He didn’t grow a very heavy coat this winter. Zelda is shedding for both of them.