Cripes, but it was cold here this week. To boot, we were all coming down with some sort of flu, but the cold even had our dogs snuggling into the same bed, deep under their blankets. Then there was snow and salt and muck and, ugh. It finally eased up today, bit still, what the hell, where’s global warming when you need it?
Anyway, I was fortunate to have chatted about how to cope with all this mess earlier with my Ronnie Lawlor. Here ya go: