Slight pause … oh, hell! At 43, I think I really am middle-aged. Well that kind of sucks.
So, I am a little embarrassed at the condition of this particular item, which I finally replaced over the weekend.
I finally reached the I can't stand it anymore phase and ordered a new hay bag. It's not that I am cheap or broke, but I simply can't find hay bags that are of a design that I really like. And in truth, the one I bought isn't going to last very long. All of my hay bags have come from endurance vendors, but the one above was made by someone long since retired.