The snow keeps coming and going, coming and going. Absolute fricking nightmare. Especially as everytime the snow comes Mikka goes frikking nuts and tries to kill us all. We keep telling her (as does TW) that there is always plenty of hay but she gets in some wierd mad panic. Nob. Boblet got very cross at her today and said she needs to go and live somewhere else as she's a meany. TW just chuntered at him. We all know Mikka is here for good and we know she will be better when the weather warms up.
I had some lovely kisses with TW today while she was sorting out the frozen water situation. I ate plenty of hay and then did some sun bathing before the snow came again. TW says that the roads will be icy tomorrow so we had some extra tea time hay in case she comes a little bit later in the morning.
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