Brigit
It was snowing!
While dogs didn’t like water much in its liquid form, turn it into frozen flakes and they’re all over it. While Zoe the cat watched from the kitchen window, Brigit ran back and forth all evening in the yard, leaving paw prints in the snow. She’d even rolled around on her back and made a dog angel.
Seth had brought Blast over, too, and while the dogs frolicked, their meal tickets built a snow dog. Frankie helped them. It was only the size of a Chihuahua, but that was the best they could do given the limited supply of the white stuff.
When the humans finally forced the dogs to come inside, Frankie set off for work. The others curled up in front of the fireplace, where three logs were burning. The dogs lay side by side on the rug Megan had bought to cover the wood floor. Zoe slinked up and joined them, taking a preferred spot closer to the fire. Cats. So arrogant. The humans snuggled on the couch with mugs of hot chocolate laced with something that smelled like peppermint and made Megan giggle a lot. Brigit was glad to hear her partner giggle. It had been a while.