Yesterday was the first day of December. While it was raining cats and dogs on Monday, we woke up to a winter wonderland on Tuesday.
I always love the first real snow (we’ve had some flurries, but nothing that’s stuck). Relic is not quite so amused.
But he will get used to it.
One thing I did not think of was what all the snow would mean for Squirrelington’s. It looked pretty dire when I looked out the window at it.
But when I went outside to see if I could clear it off, there was a little black squirrel waiting on the windowsill for me. I had to give it a try.
Intrepid… thy name is squirrel!