Below zero

I am a dog and I have a bite. I reserve my bite for eating supper and for emergency situations. But this winter weather has a bite of its own and it is not holding it in reserve. It is cold out!

I have been spending a lot less time out of doors - I run outside, and do my business and scoop up all the bird seed the silly birds have kicked out of their seed tray. Then I am ready to go back inside and curl up somewhere warm.

During my walks my little fast feet freeze one by one and I look like an animated tripod running along on three legs at a time. And my Person bundles up into a giant stiff padded shape and she shuffles along breathing out vapor clouds that circle her hat and freeze on her glasses. I would laugh but instead I lead her along safely. My work is never done.

If you have a place to warm up, count yourself lucky. I am happy to be a tame little red dog with a home and a food dish and a radiator or two. It is one thing to be a wild and free guy in the summer but right now I am happy to be inside and all curled up!