Dear Readers,

Dis winter weather is too much. I do not like it one bit. When are we going to hit dat lottery dat Momma says will give us a nice warm beach house? (Deep sigh)

Momma says at least I has been a good girl and pooped outside the last two times. But I’ll tell you what, it is so cold and windy I might not go out later. If I do, I might just pee on the top step or inside at the door.

Phooey on 18 degrees and forty-five MPH winds.

Can you all tell Old Man Winter to pack his bags and leave?

Dis be Lucy signing off.

Dear Readers,

My sister is such a wuss. I go out in the snow without a hoodie and hat.

You all take care and stay warm.

Gavin.