I sat last night in a sweatshirt, long pants, and a blanket - again. Sure the rainy weather doesn't help the temps, but the leaves are starting to change on the mountain, and I have fallen yellowish leaves on my deck already. Thank goodness I have a nice stack of wood, I have a bad feeling I'll be running the fireplace often this year to keep the gas bills down - it's gonna be a harsh one people.

At least Satin and Vixen will be happy, and I'm sure I'll get lots of photos of them jumping and leaping through the snow. There is nothing cuter then a fuzzy dog with snow on it's nose smiling up at you after leaping around for 20 minutes.

"It's just the symptoms of young love growing old. -Christina Milian"