On Friday Mummy, Daddy and me spent some time digging all the snow and ice off our drive so that Daddy could get his car parked. As a treat Daddy decided to keep in the 'ice' theme and he took me and Mummy and Lottie to the Ice Hockey to watch the Braehead Clan. Apart for the result which saw the Clan lose 4-0 to Cardiff Devils - I have to say I love the hockey. We had seats right at the very front so I had a great view right next to the ice. I shouted and cheered and danced when the music played. I loved watching the Zamboni re-ice the rink and I was even given a puck by the referee.
Saturday I wasn't too well again - I really can't shift this snotty cold thing. I was supposed to be going to see Granny and Grandpa and Auntie Tor and Uncle Chris and Tasha and Bebe and Santa, but we could go because the weather was so bad. That made me sad.
Yesterday I went to church at Denistoun with Mummy and Lottie. It was nice.
Today I woke up to even more snow! When will it stop? Daddy thinks that it is like Narnia and we have come under the rule of the wicked Ice Queen and it will be winter always. I thinks he forgets that I am on two and a half and I haven't a clue what he is talking about.
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Phew! I'm glad I couldn't make it to the hockey on Friday... you daddy has me on a final warning. If the Clan lose one more game with me there, I'm out!
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