Posted by on Jan 10, 2019 | 11 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

You will observe that I cover my TAIL first to thaw it out!

Well, it is really cold here, and I mean, COOOOLD.  Every time I want to go out the garden for whatever, mama says, LOULOU, you are going to freeze your little tail and then what? 

And I  know she means my actual TAIL, not just as in freezing one’s tail.

We with tails have to watch out for that.  Because it would be very difficult to sleep with a stiff frozen tail, that’s for sure.  And we can’t impede sleeping in any way, right?  It would feel sort of like being a popsicle, I think.

My solution is to bury myself in the duvet and not budge for hours.  Let THEM make fires and eat hot soups and dress like the Michelin man, whoever he is, while I languish in the comfort of goose feathers.

Wait a minute.  Is there a goose in here, too?

 

 

 

 

 

 

Haha, just kidding…