So it's been nearly a month since my last post, and I still wish that I was on holidays. Sarah is, no fair. Glenn gave my phone number to a creepy truck driver who was hitting on me because apparently he thought we were related (wtf!?!) and there's like, a bunch of missed calls from a silent number on there, but I've lost my phone now, so don't try calling it.
Today they recorded the hottest ever day in Tasmania... 41C, lol.
Anyway, kinda spaced out right now >.<
Wow and here I was thinking that I would like to go on a holiday to Tassie to cool down. We are up to our 6th or 7th consecutive day over 40. The highest it got to was 45.6 or something like that. The record being 46.1. But today it is supposed to be a cool 39 degrees. Your theory on Cleos instincts preventing her from biting my sheep was blown this morning when she bit Twistie. I yelled and threw things at her for a while but she doesnt seem too fussed. Just cause Twistie didnt want to go back to her paddock and was enjoying exploring the house paddock. I got up really early thismorning to take Twistie for a ride but she has lost a shoe. My new farrier wont be impressed. He was sad when if fell off two weeks ago cause he said he hadnt had a shoe fall off in over a year. And now the same shoe has falled off again. Oh well. Anyways I am going to go and get out of these joddies and have some breaky. Talk to you soon Tori
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