Will the rain ever end?

It has rained every single day that David's parents have been here (except of course, the day they spent working inside the garage.) Grace decided to be a die hard rider and ride Tinkerbell in a downpour. They had the most fun splashing through puddles and trotting over trot poles as they both got soaking wet. Poor Tink though; she didn't want to go back out to the pasture when we were done. She desperately tried to dive for her stall on our way out of the barn. That was Saturday. She's probably turned into a seahorse by now with the water that just won't quit.