These boots are perfect for my pseudo-farmer's life, which means basic horse care and having to slog around in wet grass at the butt-crack of dawn totally against my will. One time a horse did step on my foot (I suspect he did it on purpose and I am still plotting my revenge which will definitely include the removal of his testicles) but the hard rubber absorbed a good deal of the pressure from a half ton of future dog meat attempting to cripple me. The first time I wore them I admit I was a little high on Vicodin after a minor surgical procedure so I put them on without socks and took a sunset ramble down to the pond, which is about--well, pretty far from the house, and UPHILL all the way back. That was a mistake, I had some righteous blisters by the time I got home. So, wear with socks. Love the neon pink, it makes a real statement out here in the middle of nowhere.  What that statement is, I have no idea, but I have gotten some odd looks from the propane delivery guy and the mail lady. Like they are so "normal". WhatEVS. I have yet to be shot at by hunters, so. Just sayin'.