Let me start out by saying I am a sap when it comes to animals. If I am hungry, I assume they are hungry. If I am bored, I assume they are bored. If I am cold, I assume they are cold. Don’t even get me started about them having fur or feather coats. I am out there in my L.L. Bean Winter Storm Chaser coat and I am still cold. Suffice it to say that, although not hung yet this winter, I have chicken coop heaters. The donkeys have a three sided shelter, the emus are too goofy to feel the cold, so that just leaves the goats for me to worry about. They too have a shelter but my most myotonic goat, Thelma was squeezing herself under a 6 inch sleeping platform directly on the cold ground. She was so stiff in the mornings she could hardly maneuver out from under it. My friend Kelly had a large dogloo she wasn’t using and I bartered a trade for it. I found another one for sale on Craigslist so now I have a large dogloo for each set of sister’s. My suspicion is that three of them cram into the smaller dogloo and Louise, aka Satan, has the large one to herself. I am going to let them work it out. At least they aren’t COLD!