It is too cold here to do anything. So cold the dogs don't even want to go outside long enough to go to the bathroom. Madison figures that is why we have a basement. Careful where you step.
But because it's too cold to go out very much, the dogs have a lot of expendable energy. This means a lot of chewing, whining and fighting. Usually I can give them bones to chew, the ball to chase or something to distract them. Tonight I had plans, so I figured they were on their own.
The dogs have been having a bad night. Montel ate one of my shoes. Vicki ate frozen poop and Madison ate a bowl of peanuts.
This is going to be a long winter.