Like Shark Week...But Better

I have so many fun story pictures of Hank, it may fill the blog for the rest of the week. Is that okay with everyone?

I'm losing track of which day is which...or maybe I'm just trying to block out some of the really nasty ones.  I think this was Saturday morning.  Was Friday night the night we had the horrible blowing snow that covered Hank's INSIDE bed?  I think so. 

So, when I got up there early that next morning, Hank was covered in snow, curled up in a ball right next to the stall door.  His fluffy straw bed with the straw bale added  to block the wind...covered in snow and even colder.  It was the first time I've ever seen him look unhappy. 

I quickly made him the NEW new bed (pics on Twitter) and he immediately curled up over there and wouldn't even eat his breakfast.  I understood.  Completely.  The cold is terrible, but tolerable.  The wind...just terrible. 

I went back up before lunch to check on everyone.  The sun was trying to peek out, so I took my camera...just in case.  Everyone was starting to stir and Hank climbed out of his hideout, stretched big and headed out back.  He didn't get very far.

"Let's do it again!"

And before you think cute, sweet little Tilly is going along to be supportive or play...she's just tailing him trying to figure out where he hid his latest bone!  

Corgis... ;-)