You have no idea how much a nice warm day – and by “warm” I mean “65 degrees with a pretty good wind so we’re probably talking about 62 tops” – is welcome after several weeks of near-constant snow and ice. Since the beginning of the year one could be excused for thinking we’ve gone through more icing than a cake shop. Anyway, the cumulative effect of a relatively nice warm day was… happy faces.
This meant some friendly games of fetch and tug-of-war between boy and dog…
With some envious onlookers…
And maybe some spectators who, while they thought it was quite nice outside, also like being housecats just fine.
It may actually crack 70 degrees next week, so Gabby better keep her rope bone on hot standby.
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