My soon to be ex-daughter

I went with my daughter to the stable today while she mucked out her horse.
  "Oh, Daddy darling. Just pop this wheelbarrow up to the dump will you?" I agreed, forgetting that it had been raining for about six hours earlier in the day.
  She hadn't.
  If I really dredged my mind I might be able to come up with something more unpleasant than slipping up to my knees in freezing horse urine - but I don't think so.