White Dog and Steve went out early this morning to see about turning Pumpkin's console into a more suitable "throne" for her highness. They were able to cobble together a passable perch that will do until the padded deluxe console pet seat arrives in 10 days or so. To test the temporary arrangement, White Dog, Steve and the not to be left behind, Quinn, took a ride over to the Park.
Seems the Park District has not yet realized that winter is close at hand because the sprinkler system left a beautiful frosty sheen on the grass and the sidewalks were icy slippery. The Other White Dog, our LA boy, was not too sure what to make of the fact that his feet were not entirely under his control on the thin coating of ice...he tottered like an old grandpa. WD, partially to stretch her legs on the cold grass and partly to show off gave TOWD ABQ winter lessons.
When everyone was frosty cold with Popsicle noses and wet frigid paws, they came home and jumped on the bed to snuggle against me as I hid under the blankets and gasped at their nuzzles.