The white stuff stopped

Today is looking like a better day than yesterday. There was that cold white stuff falling from the sky all day long. Even with my coat, I was soaked on my head and neck, and even had icicles hanging off my neck and mane when Linda brought me in the barn last night. At least she took off the drenched blanket and put a nice dry one on me. My stall was nice and clean with lots of fluffy shavings, and there was a pile of the good hay waiting for me, along with an apple in my grain bucket. Heaven!