It's still dark out, but there's allegedly some snow. The sky is a strange reddish gray color. This week the nights have been warmer than the days owing to rogue air masses from Chicago slipping into the place in the darkness and roughing up our nice weather. Ah well, it is December, and it's almost winter! Nature note: one of the keepers yesterday pointed out that the stinging nettles is still green and lively (though it exists as little rosettes on the ground, not giant shrublike spiky monsters at the moment).
Yesterday's happy thing was cuddling with Alexis watching Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay. (The cuddling was excellent. The movie was sometimes funny, but often crude without making it all the way to funny. At its best it resembled Blazing Saddles, and even stole one scene from that movie.)
EDIT: I just got back from walking Charlie and it's not snow, it's "wintry mix" which is a euphemism for a swear word so foul it hasn't been invented yet.
Yesterday's happy thing was cuddling with Alexis watching Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay. (The cuddling was excellent. The movie was sometimes funny, but often crude without making it all the way to funny. At its best it resembled Blazing Saddles, and even stole one scene from that movie.)
EDIT: I just got back from walking Charlie and it's not snow, it's "wintry mix" which is a euphemism for a swear word so foul it hasn't been invented yet.