Sunday morning about 6:30. We had blowing snow and it was cold. I had a Santa puppy. His beard was frozen. He loves the snow. I caught him rolling around in it later in the day.
It’s bitterly cold here. The winds just cut right through you. So, Stinky McFartbutt does what every self respecting brat-kitty does. She looks (with disdain, or it could be cluelessness) at the cold outside.
Have a great Monday,all.
Here’s my soundtrack for the day……Ella Fitzgerald and “Let it Snow”
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