The icicles are a nice touch.  Hopefully, the sun will burn through the snow on the top windows and Mr. Sun can shine in later.  When I woke up, I donned my big down coat and started shoveling the front walk.  You see……there is a certain wiener dog with awfully stubby, turned-out legs who claims some difficulty in the snow.  These problems happen when you’re only 6 inches tall, I guess.  I shoveled a path to the grass.  The wiener followed my footfalls in the cleared path.  Business was taken care of and we were back inside making coffee in no time!  While I’m drinking delicious vanilla-flavored coffee from my Keurig, the Texan gets in on the act.

Oh, and please worry about me and my new addiction. I admit it….. I am powerless over my adoration of the photos on ihasahotdog. I follow this website on Twitter and I get a couple of these pictures every day. They never fail to make me smile. I’m even trying to master this new language…..it’s called Engrish.  It doesn’t take much to entertain a simple mind.  God’s creatures.  They’re great, aren’t they?