Monday, January 19, 2026

Five


 Almost 11 p.m. and it's 5º.  My dog does not want to go out. I can't blame him. I do have a sweater on him as he has short hair.  I am so glad I do not need to go anywhere until Thursday.

2 comments:

Margaret (Peggy or Peg too) said...

This is exactly when my dog is happiest. And then taking her time to do her business. I, on the other hand, was turning into a popsicle.

messymimi said...

I wouldn't want to go to an outhouse, either.