Wind and Snow, Wind and Snow
There she blows.
It doesn't take much to put a chill up a dog's spine.
Gramma's home. Treats are here but it's a real effort to get up and walk out that dog door for them. I think I've lost a couple of pounds just shivering in the trek across the road to say hello.
I can't gripe, it could be alot colder this time of year. My grandpoppy told me of the years that it was -45oF during Halloween and all those kids had to run around in their costumes in the frigid weather to get their candy. Speaking of that, I'm not sure if I got my treat this Halloween. EGADS, I saw some horrible pictures of these humans dressing their pets up in costume. How impossible! Do they think we like it? I feel for them, real bad. I'm so glad I'm a country dog and not having to go door to door in a suburb with a silly costume.
It's hard to tell what the gang and I will be doing for Thanksgiving. I hope gramma saves us some gravy and scraps. I'll be real good acting till then so I won't get in any trouble and be grounded. You know, it's all about the treats. It's all about the holidays and being together with family and friends, no matter how windy and cold it gets.
Speakin' of which, I wonder if anyone thought about some booties and vest for me. I saw Marley the other day and he shows up with this slate colored insulated vest on. Isn't he just the proper one? Eyes rollin'. As if he spends any REAL time outside. I'm gonna ask Uncle Russ where our vests are, Christmas will be here soon.
Toodles, don't let the wind catch your fur in a bundle.
