It is 0 degrees this morning which is way below my favourite 28c degrees. However I have to race off and out into the cold to grocery shop and when that happens I always seem to have to deal with a fool of some kind. But I am not in the mood to be messed with today.
Messing with Charlie because he always looks cranky and dark.
And Betty catching some rays. Because I know I always bitch and moan about how cold it is, and its not really. We have very mild winters. We have about three weeks where the days are about 15 degrees and the rest of the time is quite pleasant. Take today – even though its the middle of winter I can get around in a tshirt and cardigan and not have a heater on.
Anyway, Betty, she can always make a comfortable spot look uncomfortable. She sleeps on this old lounge seat.
But she likes her head to hang off the edge.
Then every now and then she likes to have a wrestle with her sheet. She gets it on top of her and wriggles around under it with her feet up in the air. Sometimes I find her walking around the backyard still in it because she's stuck.
And here she is just being her general attractive self. Sunning the tum.
another aimless blog 