Welp… the winter deep freeze seems to be done. Me n’ the Niglet suffer in the usual winter deep freeze. Back when I went on dawg patrol with Mort n’ Macey - we didn’t stop for anything! -30C? FAH! I’d just layer up and the dawgs would enjoy winter al fresco! They had so much horrible hair that they didn’t even notice cold. Macey would often flip out and start spaz fits where she’d roll about and kick in the snow. Mort and I would stand about looking foolish while she lost her marbles in the snow. I never did figure out what was wrong with her head… ๐ค
But my little pup is a short hair and she gets cold. We bought her a coat and she’ll wear it, but booties? I know she won’t wear those. Most dogs won’t, we find lost and discarded dog boots everywhere. The hounds tend to hate them.
We could still get the odd monster chiller night or two…but I *think* the worst of winter’s behind us. I better roll out and start my day. I hope you all have something fun planned for the day? We will check in later.
Cheers,
Filthie
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