It just keeps coming down

Yesterday I had pics of the Grinch. Someone wanted to know if he ever made me pull his sleigh. Well, I was so very much busy showing you all my snowmen and my SINGING rollover Santa Pup... that I guess I forgot to show you what the Grinch did to me LAST CHRISTMAS. Mom always says a pic is worth 87 words. Soooo here you go.

So will someone PLEASE tell me where that global warming thingy has gone??? Our weatherman told us last night that there are 100 more days when SNOW is POSSIBLE. That number is MUCH more than 87. I'm just sayin'.

We spent a lot of time discussing the clipping of our nails. Important topic, don't you agree?

Well I have given this whole thing a lot of thought... because what else can I do in all this cold and snow.

Here is a list of stuff that I have decided that our two leggers are obsessed with:

Our Pees

Our Poops

Our Butt Glands

Our Teefs

Our Nails

Our Diet

Our Furs... or lack there of

Our Enjoyment of sniffing and or eating INTERESTING places and things

Our Sleeping habits

Note that all these begin with OUR...

So if these are OUR thingys... why is it the two leggers feel like they need to BUTT in??

I'm thinking that we need some ... Privacy and Freedom. I'm just sayin'.