Unlike yesterdays balmy 26 degrees, today is not as gloriously warm yet. It’s mid morning and still nowhere near what I consider comfortable. 22 degrees…

Yes, you heard right… 22 degrees at 9:30 in the morning… ugh!

I have opted to hang out with my compadres at the barnyard, as it seems to be much more comfortable than the frigid temperatures we still have outside the RV right now. 

Yesterday, however, as soon as I saw the beautiful sun come up, I dawned my 7 layers of a Parka Shaped Bikini, and headed out to frolic at the park with my local squirrels. Aside from the loss of feeling in my toes, fingertips, nose and lips… everything else felt great! 

No wind was available to infiltrate my bikini, so I was pretty content with my outing, though only 3 squirrels were brave enough to venture out to accept peanuts from this traveling State Puff Marshmallow Meemaw, passing underneath their trees. I couldn’t blame the tiny folk, as I was apparently the crazy one for being out and about in these temps. I wasn’t alone though! 

I saw two of the strangest, yet, beautiful dogs that I have ever seen before! The dogs’ shape and size can only be described as a combination of Mastiff, St. Bernard and Bloodhound… one of them even carried those bloodhound colors, while the other was pure black. Both dogs had longer floppy ears like the bloodhounds do, massive wrinkles around the face and neck, massive feet and docked tails like a bird dog. Both dogs wanted to plant sloppy kisses on this Marshmallow Meemaw, making it a comical sight to watch their owner struggle to contain approximately 300 lbs. of dog flesh, between the two dogs. Where were these two when I needed a ride to the store for creamer, is what I want to know.

I also saw one of the most lovely Rottweiler breed, except that he was all the color of chocolate with ice blue eyes… fantastic piece of canine stock, in my humble opinion. As I have no flurby of my own, at this time, I peruse the trails to appreciate all the different pooches out there and dream of the future.

Can you imagine how much warmer we would have been over the last 4 nights, had we been sharing our bed with a 150 lbs. automatic heater… that snores… and drools? What do I care, as both my husband and I snore, and well, we all need to admit to the drooling thing once in a while………. we know we have all done it, at least once or twice.

I should run a science experiment the next time we get hit with a deep freeze, where I invite in as many stray flurbies and stranded squirrels as possible, to see if their fur holds the heat better than our skin can. For all I know, this could revolutionize both the Heating and Insulating Industry, as well as, solve the homeless animal problem! Oh well… one can dream…

Anyway, I think we are through the worst of the lower bitter temps, though it will be several days before the water comes back on. At this point, my husband and I know how deeply we love each other… as we haven’t bathed in a bit. When we first got married, he used to express how deeply he loved me, by telling me that he’d drink my bath water… well, NOT NOW!

At least the cookies are safe…