Frosty 2.0

Not an easy day to be a snowman. This huge and slightly intimidating one in our yard had a major crack at the waist already this morning, and half his body has now fallen off.

People - I assume it is people, no animal would be that stupid - have started setting off fireworks with loud Bangs! just meters from our house. Mum is angry but knows she shouldn't be because it makes it worse for me. I bark. It's going to be a long night.

We're off for dinner anyway, and then maybe the Santa will come into play? I think we should celebrate that 2014 brought us, mum and me, together. With a marshmallow Santa.

Happy New Year!