Good god, it is 12 (or maybe 15 depending on which weather you look at or listen to) degrees below zero.
Look I know I wouldn't mind it if I lived in the U.P. or above the Arctic circle. But I don't. Once again I've managed to screw up by merely not thinking ahead. Neither of my dogs want to come in. The Chow has an extreme coat and spends most of the day outside yesterday. The St. only comes back in cause he doesn't want to be away from his people too long.
They both want me to come outside and play. Are they nuts. No I really should have looked at dogs bred and raised around the equator. Oh well, too late now.
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