Instead of seeking the shade, I am seeking the small patch of sunlight to thaw my frozen feet.
This is the scene that greeted Boss and I on our morning walk.
Boss can't decide which way to go. What is this stuff anyway?
A critter must have burrowed here, the mighty hunter is on the trail.
My babies feet are caked with snow. I tried to get him to dip them in warm water when we got inside, but he would have no part of that. I dried his paws with a towel instead.
It's a different world than where we come from. Temperture high today 43.