A day late, but as you all know, you get what you pay for around here.

Thanks to the most definitely frozen pond and river, Choppy is getting some ventures in the yard for her walks (as you may have guessed from the “Where’s Choppy?” post). Paul and I also shoveled part of the pond, which means Choppy’s walks sometimes consist of me ice skating while she chases me and I desperately hope she doesn’t knock me over.
This is cuter if you don’t have to deal with the melted snow that follows Choppy wherever she goes.
Bat dog!
Choppy is enjoying our snow – it’s now a nice amount. It is currently several inches, which is far better than several feet.
Choppy can’t even escape the cat when she wants a nap. Perhaps this is why she is happy to spend so much time outside…