Can you see me?
Would you like to know why?
I will maaaaa to you why.
There are a couple of reasons.
First - IT SNOWED.
Again.
LOTS.
Like 8 inches lots.
The male person had to plow.
The publicist gave me my hay in my goathouse.
Wasn't that nice of her?
But then those rotten little kids invaded my space!
They started eating my hay!
Is nothing sacred?!
Harumph!
I was glad when it was time to go back to the warm, dry barn.
Then those little monsters would be locked up in a pen.
