So sorry the wind blew so hard it unplugged your red heating lamp last night. You all seem to have survived the blizzard. Jolly good. Keep laying. Business is business. No hard feelings. Chop chop!
You DOGS!! Thanks a lot for doing your business on the back patio instead of walking five extra feet out to the grass. Made shoveling the patio extra fun flinging your tootsie rolls along with the snow. Do it again and you're going to keep the chickens company.
Dear City Snowplow Driver,
As you passed by going like sixty down my street this morning I noticed something you might want to take note of. The plow on the front of your truck works better when it is down.
You picked a jolly good weekend to go down south where it is warm. Whilst you're out sunbathing in your bikini it is subzero temperatures here and we're under six feet of snow. No exaggerating!!! Your horses say hello and want you to know that they are fat, warm, and sassy. Yes, even the boys.
Where the heck have you been all winter?? It's been fun playing with you. Even when the wind tried to blow me down the street while I was shoveling I still enjoyed playing with you.
Dear Hot Cocoa and Wood Stove,
I love you more than my luggage.