“What’s the coldest it’s gotten this winter where you live? Did you have to go out in the cold, or did you get to stay home? What do you do to fight the cold?”
I heard the furnace running before I opened my eyes. I did not hear the furnance stop.
I heard my dear wife Karen open the door to the back porch to step out and open the back porch door so Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle could do her Tuesday morning thing and felt the dog bound back up on the bed next to me in what seemed to be a flash.
Time to get up and face reality in our cherished Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood.
Ellie B is back on the bed covers. She’s not stirring even after I poured her breakfast cup of food into her bowl.
It’s looking absolutely frigid no matter my vantage point. No steps were taken…
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