I’ve complained endlessly about winter weather, which I won’t start up again despite the frigid temperatures of late. Philadelphia, by the way, is downright balmy compared to pretty much anyplace in New England and the Midwest. But our poor cockapoo isn’t making comparisons. All he knows is that it’s freezing outside, and he doesn’t want any part of it. From having to wear his ridiculous looking jacket to salted sidewalks that are painful for him to walk on, why on earth would he desire to leave his cozy bed in a heated house?
This is how Jazz looks when I know he needs to go number two and I ask him if he wants to go outside. Yeah, nope. I’m with you, buddy.
How are your pets dealing with the winter weather?