Our winter wonderland reminds me so much of growing up in PG (minus all the bad drivers - lol). I have to admit that it's cold outside. I think I've become a little soft. I don't know what I would do in -36 when -5 feels like I'm going to freeze. Vancouveriteism has set in, except that I still prefer snow over rain and I would like it to stay like this until the end of February. The thought of it being 4 degrees on Thursday actually makes me sad. Goodbye pretty snow. Come again.
Cooper is so curious. I tossed him out there and now he can't get enough. You can take the cat out of the barn but you can't take the barn out of the cat.
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