You know it’s cold outside when the furnace kicks on with great regularity.

When the dog takes two steps into the yard to pee and then races back in like she’s shot out of a cannon.

When you need to haul out the heavier socks to keep your feet warm.

When the protein drinks you had sitting on the back porch are frozen.

When you really have NO desire to set foot outside the door.

Yeah, but I have to go out tomorrow Lucy is almost out of her dog food. Dang, I hate the cold.

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