I think that's how the phrase goes.
We are still in the dregs of Winter. I believe yesterday, Cleveland broke the record cold streak last set in 1899 !!!!
Yesterday morning it was -2°F on my way out of the gym. On the way in 75 minutes earlier it was allegedly 6°F. Anyway, our doggie time outdoors is limited. Even with his outerwear it's too cold, slushy, salty for dog paws. It pains Shep, so they are quick outings. He hasn't equated his normal routine and weather.
So some images look the same: brown dog against white snow. Same as it's been since Thanksgiving of last year.
Blobby and Mr. Pickle rescue Shep from daycare.
Bailey walking herself. Or she has my sister on a leash.
Backyard snow zoomies.
Dash is the Weimaraner. He always makes a beeline for me. I always accommodate him.
When you want to be Gladys Kravitz, but you're also kind of lazy.
Nothing about this pic says "happiest".
Most vocal, probably.
She was SO adorable. She got lots of love from me.
We walked out into the middle of the lower Shaker Lake.
The lake has deep ice at this point, we we were in little to no danger, but he was a little freaked out.
Chest deep. He makes it work somehow.
Me? My boots fill with snow.
Song by: Red Hot Chili Peppers
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