Ok so it’s cold as heck. Our puppy Moca is not liking the plunge in temperature. It’s 18-F before windchill! She refused to go for a walk and stood there shivering and shaking in her sweater and booties. Awwwww!
My driveway had been plowed and sanded. Yay! My walkways were shoveled. Yay! I only had to clear the deck, and fix a broken gutter… brrrrr. Still have to get chores done even if it’s freezing.
Jack is still out there. I gave up after an hour and a half of shoveling and sledding, he’s going on 3 hours. BRRRRRRR!
About an hour ago I called him in thinking he would welcome the break and drink hot cocoa with me. Nah.
I emitted my ear splitting concert whistle.
me: Come home!
I love yelling through the neighborhood. Sigh.
me: Come here!!!!!
Jack: (stomps up through the garage all red faced) What?
me: Do you want to come in and —
Jack: We’re PLAYING!!
me: ok geez go have fun. Thought you might be freezing.
Jack: We’re not freezing because we’re playing!
Makes sense. I remember when I used to stay outside until my toes were blocks of ice. He’ll be fine 🙂
Stay warm out there!