After our mini blizzard of six plus inches of snow, the cold set in. The temperature dropped from the twenties to negative numbers and as I've learned in college math class; 0>-10. This morning it was a balmy negative ten and with the wind chill it felt like thirty below. I let the dogs out, they made it about half a minute before limping and hobbling back in. Eva didn't pee. She was overwhelmingly confused by the chill. Once inside, she proceeded to relieve her bladder on the new sofa. Thank you Eva, good dog.
After driving, hunched over with frozen nose hair, I got to work and the doors were frozen shut. They had to throw hot water on them to let clients in. The water immediately froze again.
I must say, I'm thankful I'm not in New York. Walking in this cold? No thanks!
