This is a grump, or a gripe. Perhaps it will give someone else a smile. I was smashing the ice off a stock tank with a small mallet when I dropped the thing through the ice-ugh. It might be up in the low double digits but I doubt it. So wonderful' I get to take off the glove pull back the sleeve and retrieve said mallet from incredibly, painfully cold 300 gallon stock tank. Meanwhile horses, mule, goat, sheep, geese are watching with more interest than they show for anything other than food. I'd swear they were enjoying the show. Now I'm cold disgruntled and not looking forward to going back out to finish.
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