For the last few nights, our almost 2-year old puppy has been pooing in her kennel. Probably something she’s eaten, because she eats just about anything she can get her teeth on. For the last couple nights, I hear her fussing in her kennel after she’s made a mess. This morning, she whimpered and caught my attention, so we dashed for the back door.

We were hit with a little bit of “wintery mix” with big, fat splatty rain drops combined with fast-flying, bitter ice balls between the almost fluffy snow flakes. She tried really hard not to go outside, so I had to shoe-up and walk out there with her, in my PJs.

Inside, I checked the weather, and saw that we were on the cold side of the rain we had all day. Brr.