2019 Jan - Feb You know it's cold when


That is an atrophied legged, big-butt ghost.


You know it’s cold when the dog asks to go out, you open the door and as soon as the dog feels that bitter cold, stops dead in her tracks and wets the floor. :hushed: (And then goes back to her nice warm blanket.) :smile: Why don’t they make litter boxes for dogs? Maybe because you’d need a shovel instead of a scoop? :laughing: