she hated me for one day
My dog tried to attack me the other day. No, really. She showed her teeth and lunged not once, not twice, but more like five times. In her defense, she is getting up there in age. Also in her defense, she had been in a deep snoring sleep whenever I accosted her with my plan of action. We had words. But she did get her bath. We were estranged for most of that day but I'm pretty sure she likes me again.
In other news, we got some snow. I'm dreaming of soaking up the sun on the deck while the grandkids frolic in the pool... but it's a dream. Only a dream. And for now, there is snow, just snow.