We got snow. The sheep take it philosophically, because I’m feeding them a lot of hay, beetroots, carrots and dried sheepfood. Brad attacked the dogs this morning, I guess he either thought the snow is their fault or he thought they are strangers because Rudi was wearing his sweater. “We got no light grey
dogs bodyguards, it must be an intruder!” That way I got some exercise when I was running after Brad with a stick.
Bach caught a very fat and old rabbit, that was blind on one eye. And Bach surprisingly obeyed and dropped the rabbit when I told him to do so. The rabbit got a nice funeral. The ground was frozen so I built a prehistoric grave with sticks and stones behind the fence. No speech. “It was a good rabbit, it was eating grass all day long just like it should.” I bet someone will find it when the snow is gone and it starts to smell
In the meantime Rudi collected snow with his feet until he had boots of snow and was walking like a sailor. When he can’t walk anymore and weighs twice his snowless weight, it’s time to go home and melt on the carpet.
At the southern tower I met Miniputz. She complained about the snow, said it makes her feet wet and cold and told me to stand still. I didn’t stand still and she was circling around me to find a good way up. That made me laugh. Then she jumped up and climbed on my left arm. I held her like a falcon. She was happy. We walked to the cottage. My arm was already aching. Other people train with dumbbells, I train with Miniputz. She’s a noble cat and can’t walk on the dirty ground like an average cat, she prefers to ride on her human.
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