Nice quiet day. Sitting by the fire with lots of cats rolling on patch of catnip, their xmas treat while we watched movies. Donkeys had four carrots each and lots of donkey chaff plus their usual bales of straw for xmas dinner. They love eating Amazon cardboard boxes but they aren’t allowed anything with coloured inks / dyes on them, so only very plain boxes, and there have been a lot of boxes arriving recently. But Janet had a clear-out of all the cardboard in her winter solstice bonfire to make the sun return. So Santa brought the donkeys no cardboard on xmas day this time, but there’s always more and more arriving. In fact Georgie is braying for his tea just now, it’s 16:07 and I hear him, even though he’s only just had lunch, but it’s the sunset that makes him bray, as he wants some more grub before the long night even though he’s already had some food, but it was too early, and so
all wrong! Very very much creatures of habit. And if they think that they have been forgotten, which never ever happens, then they come and kick the front door, which is a sliding glass one and this terrifies Janet who worries thinking that it might break. I shall suggest an outer donkey-gate in front of the house.
Village Xmas tree is just right below our house so we supply the electricity from a cable that is running from our little wooden shed down the bank and then underneath the bridge that goes over the stream to get to the far side of the road where the tree is. It started snowing again on the evening of xmas day. So does that count as ‘a white christmas’ or does it have to have snowed over the night of xmas eve into the following morning?
