This state is used to storms like these. Though life surely slows, nothing stops. Shops stay open, the school bell rings at the usual time (when it's not Christmas break- much to my children's chagrin), basketball practice continues (much to my chagrin). And the snow plows are out in force (our real knights in shining armor!). It is Montana, after all.
It's good to know that the animals are snug in the little red barn. I pushed a record amount of grass hay into the rabbit cages and laid out extra scoops of cracked corn and a broken open pumpkin along with the regular feed for the chickens last night in anticipation of this blow. All will be fine until daylight at least.