Sat 24th Mar: Where we stayed
Cato:
These are lllllamas. They were living over the wall from Mum's splashy pool.
and this was the view from our window. The big window that we could see out of cos it goes down to the floor.
and this was Tara's bench. And my widdle tree.
This was when it had just started snowing on the Snow Day. Looking out through our window.
and this is looking out through the door.
this is when I needed a wee, and Dad pushed the snowdrift away so I could go out and get all cold and wet and shivery.
and this was Mum's splashy pool, what she sat in nearly all the time, which made me worried. She sat in it in the storm, and the wind and the rain and the sleet, as well as the sun. I had to stay with Dad when she did, cos he said that otherwise I just worried.
This is during the hail storm. Mum says I have to point that that this wasn't snow. All that white stuff is hail stones, all hard and hurty and the size of peas.
Mum is very very mad in the head. Dad and me and Tara stayed in all day that day. Snuggled and comfy (til Tara went stir crazy and bounced a lot), but Mum went out, in the hail, and sat in the splashy pool. Her face and shoulders were all red and stingy from the hail, and the rest of her was all toasty wet from the splashes! I was very worried about her. But Dad said not to worry, cos 'we all knew she was mad before. A bit of hail in a hot tub is neither here nor there, is it?'
And I kind of agree. But it doesn't stop me from worrying a bit.
Mum didn't take any pics of the peacocks, ducks, geese, chickens and turkeys. I wanted her to. Actually, I wanted her to take action pics of me Hunting them. That would have been ACE. But she said that because of the grim weather most of the time, it was either too wet or too dark to take good pics. So I never got my hunt.
But we did get to bark at them through the fence, which was nearly as good!
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