It's baaaack.
The inevitable has happened.
Yesterday afternoon, the sky was blue.
Yesterday, I took MyLady on a lead line walk to the pond.
This morning, the sky is all white and fuzzy.
Today, MyLady doesn't want to go for a walk.
Bella is happy.
She loves to roll in the snow.
Bella would like to go for a walk today.
(This snow won't last long, but it's a glimpse of things to come.)
(This snow won't last long, but it's a glimpse of things to come.)
It had to happen sometime,
