Its coming soon. SNOW! The peeps don’t seem to understand.
Rain is bad enough. I walk with them to the end of the driveway and then stop. Sit. Look back — longingly at the gate and indoor warmth. Why the heck would anyone want to be out in drizzle? Humph.
Now I hear snow by the end of the week! What the hay? This is ridiculous. Next they’ll be snow booties. I really hate snow booties!
