Snow dog of the south. “Grr! Brr!!” She was so excited out in the snow storm. She spun in circles chasing her tail. Her muzzle is covered with snow because she kept diving head first into the drifts, flipping around making doggy-snow-angels.
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas! The garland on the porch looks so pretty in the snow.
My fruit trees are buried under there somewhere….
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Well, it’s official – we’re snowbound! Drop a foot of snow on us and that’s that. See you by Christmas (maybe).
