The past two days, we've had off and on snow that might total three inches, enough to be an annoyance because the sidewalk had to be cleared, twice, and since I consider shoveling snow to fall into the category of domestic slavery, I hate it.
Typical of most Goldens, Rozie loves the snow and has probably made at least 4,000 snow angels in the backyard. Xena, on the other hand, is like Wiley Coyote chasing the Roadrunner. Her first encounter with snow, one paw hit the ground before she put on her brakes, hit reverse and desperately tried to keep the other three paws airborne trying to get inside. She absolutely hates the snow but then again, she absolutely hates anything that has to do with being outside.
Absolutely, positively, has nothing whatsoever to do with today's card made from leftovers.