To you all! But especially Nicole and Angel! I received mail today addressed to 'Prince Bucks Fizz'.... ME!!!! I was so excited! It is a Happy New Years card :) I love it sooooooooooooooooo much I made Mummy 1 display it in my stables so I can see it every day. I look forward to receiving more fanmail, as I simply do not receive enough!

I hope that you are all starting to defrost, unfortunately I was not allowed to go out and play in the white stuff, not that I wanted to mind you, because apparently it was too much of a 'risk'. This gave me lots to think about, what did they mean risk? Risk to myself? Risk to the field? Risk to my friends? I don't know what they meant but I can tell you that Mummy 1 will be taking a BIG risk when she finally releases me from this concrete prison and tries to ride me...! Which leads me onto something strange that has appeared in my stables. It is a similar height to Mummy 1 and wears the same rugs and stuff she does, but... It is all kinda floppy... and it's facial expression never changes... and it scares me very much! When it first appeared in the stables it just sat still for hours on our haylage bale, so I managed to get a photo:




What do you think it is? Well she has been torturing poor little Buzz with it for days making him sniff it and making him stand still and stuff while it lies on his back or sits on him like Mummy 1 sits on me. It is all very strange, she even talks to it, but it never talks back, just flops around making rustling noises. I have done lots of thinking and my theory is that it is maybe a vegetarian or whatever you people call them because it, or as Mummy 1 calls it 'Brave Betty' is made of straw and vegetation stuff where as like Mummy 1 is made of animal stuff like I think I am. I had never thought that names like that referred to what you were made out of, amazing really. It did confuse me slightly though because both my mummies say I seem to have legs made out of glass, and that my body gleams like a brass button, so that would make me a glassarian x brassarian... the mind boggles how very confusing!

 Unfortunately this morning Mummy 1 decided to condition score me, I did my uttermost to persuade to leave it to another day, but no. My world ended. I am on a diet. Not just any diet... a cruel, wicked, starvation diet. I have got the RSPCA number on speed dial so don't worry too much about me, I don't want you all panicking too badly about me! When Mummy 1 removed my rug and started touching me I misread the gasps and shocked big eyes. I thought she was amazed at my beautiful fluffy hair and curves... but she was actually gasping in horror and told me I was fat, not just a little fat, quite fat! She called me a sneak because I had got fat in hidden places, but to be honest it's not like I hid it on purpose from her, she just didn't look properly. So I blame her. She gave me the food and I have only been being polite by eating it all up, got to keep my bedroom tidy you know! To add insult to injury I have also been made to sleep in my birthday suit- I have had my pyjamas confiscated! This is like living a nightmare, next she will be clipping off all my hair so I shiver the fat away! She has already started on my tail and my beard. So I will leave you to your left over chocolate from christmas and I will go and stare at my almost empty haynet... only 12 hours till I get my next ration... It's going to be a long night ...
 
Lots of Love Fizz xxx