We are all happy.
All my people are home where they are supposed to be. That is good.
I had a nice sleep. We got up early and had a nice walk before it started to snow.
Zita is writing again so I can help. That is good. My duvet is very warm.
It is snowing again.
Craig will not come out and throw my Red Ball. He says it is too snowy. He is afraid of the snow I think. Ha.
Lorraine came today. She threw my Red Ball. She is not afraid of the snow. She has a farm with cows.
When Emmet came home he was covered in snow.
I can not find one of the Red Balls. It is in the snow somewhere. Oh well.
When the nice man come to take away all the snow maybe he will find it.
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