Although the snow has now gone, I do have a funny snow incident to tell you about...

... last week, Charlene and I decided to build an igloo in the garden. It took us absolutely ages and by the end, I could hardly feel my hooves ‘cos they were so cold! I have to admit, though, it looked pretty amazing when we'd finished, so we both crawled inside. It was really cramped, and quite dark but I felt like a real eskimo!
I begged mum to let me sleep in the igloo, and eventually she gave in, but she made me wear six layers of clothing! I ended up twice my usual size! It was a real squeeze to get into the igloo in all that, I can tell you!

It was mega cool, lying in the igloo with my torch, listening to the owls in the tree outside, and tucked up in my sleeping bag, it wasn't long till I was asleep.

However, in the middle of the night, I was suddenly woken up by a rumbling sound and before I could move, the igloo collapsed in on me! I was completely buried in the snow, but luckily I managed to dig my way out. Only problem was mum had locked the back door and I didn't have my key! I had to sit outside in my soggy sleeping bag, covered in snow, knocking on the door for half an hour till I woke Charlene up!

I was absolutely freezing, so now I have a cold and mum and Charlene won't give me any sympathy because they say it was my fault for trying to sleep in an igloo. So unfair!
Anyway, I'm off to get some more tissues,

Chaz x