Meanwhile Keil Bay and Cody have been galloping and bucking and doing gorgeous floating power trots in the arena.
The donkey boys are not as happy but they are braving the huge snowflakes and maybe longing for old age when their woman caves in and brings them in the house.
Supposedly this is the one in the "one-two punch" we're getting weather-wise. Tomorrow night is two. I have a chicken in the oven and a glass of Hoppyum IPA in front of me and some dark chocolate, which I just read is the best thing for a lingering cough after a cold.
I'm ready for spring but for now, I'm pretending we're on the Isle of Shetland with the Little Man's pony herd.