Saturday's high might have been 12 degrees. It was extremely windy, so the wind chill factor doesn't bear thinking of. It's a balmy 24 today, no breeze.
Lola is pretty sure she's got thick enough fur for a long, cold winter.
The young dogs enjoyed playing in the thick dusting of snow we woke to yesterday.
Today, Jewel closes her eyes and wishes for a big snow.
Ruth curls up on the sofa and dreams of huge drifts.
Don't worry, girls--your snowiest dreams and wishes are about to come true!
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