dogs, dogs, dogs

* The snow is piling too fast--my snow eating dogs cannot keep up. (note to self:must get more snow eating dogs)

* I sleep in a Neanderthal cave...dogs crunching bones, dogs scratching, dogs in chase dreams...all night long.

* The brilliant ability of a dog outside the door to know exactly when I have become comfortable and warm (at last) under an quilt.  My fast dash across a frigid floor to open the outside door which lets in subzero whooshes of air. Everybody in? Everybody happy? Everybody fed? Now let us get warm again.