Ice and Snow
We are in the mists of an ice storm. A BIG ICE STORM. We are fine, still with power. The ladies are in their stalls with plenty of hay and feed. No worries.
Smokie is the same. Still not drinking her water, the pink bucket didn't work either. If I can get out of my driveway, I'll go to town and see if I can find a bucket heater for her old green bucket.