Boxing Day was a lovely day... with a high temp of -6C. So lovely that myself, Zoë, my sister and her dogs trucked around the dog park for an hour. The dogs had a blast running through the snow and playing, with no winter clothing on.
Today, as I get ready to take Zoë for a walk, it is -21... but feels like -30 because of the wind.
Layer upon layer... just to survive a trundle so the dog can run and burn off some steam. Sometimes I wish I had a 10 lb dog instead of a 100 lb dog - so that she could run around the house for exercise when it is this cold.
*sigh... very big sigh*