When it's this cold (and windy) outside, and this warm inside, nobody, not even the dogs, cares about going for a walk.
Now that I have a working oven, we had a nice crispy roasted duck for our Christmas dinner, along with some scalloped potatoes and salad. Maybe a few little eclairs for dessert, along with some chocolate truffles from Middle Sis in Oregon. Middle Sis who is spending her Christmas at some resort condo on the beach in Oregon. No we are not jealous, we love the cold, and the wind... What we really love is the woodstove. Especially the WoodMan loves his woodstove...
Don't know how he hasn't singed his pretty self for how close he sleeps next to it.
Cyrus is more interested in critter watching. They are easier to see when the ground is coated in white.
Monkey is exhausted from sneaking in to play with the ornaments on the tree (see previous post).
Only Willie is missing from the photos. He spends almost all day upstairs, but just this last week or 2 he has been getting brave and coming downstairs again. He actually spent a few short minutes in my lap on the sofa while Woody was sleeping at the other end.
As you can see here, Monkey does not fear the dogs. He kinda likes them. And they kinda like him too.