So, it's cold, we can handle it. So, it's snowing, we can handle it. But, the wind.....WE CAN'T HANDLE THE WIND!
Aren't they the most miserable bunch you've ever seen? It almost brings a tear to my eye. I say almost because about 10 feet to the right is a nice, warm, dry barn. Idiots.
Now, this here is another story. This is what happens when your furnace goes bad on the coldest day of the year. This is what happens when you still try to keep up with the laundry. This is what happens when your Great Dane is a big baby. Wimp.
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