Brrrrr!

I woke up this morning covered in puppies!  The thermostat says a nice 70 degrees.... the puppies say different.  According to doggie weather, it is freezing in the house and all must be settled under the covers even if it means pushing mom to the floor.  The 2 above are:

 Sweet Pea: a white Jack Russell/Rat Terrier

&

Buttons: a Tea Cup Wiener Dog

The one you don't see is our English Bullie ... Peaches.  She wouldn' hold still for the picture.

At any rate, I figured, it can't possibly be that cold, and marched everyone outside to go "potty".  WOW!  Talk about your frigid air!

Back in the house and out of the wind, I slip off my boots and putter over to our weather station.  OK, so it says (with wind chill) -4.8 degrees.  Well shit, that is cold.  So, it's out to the kitchen to make some coffee, a dollop of instant chocolate milk added to the cup for a mocha coffee.  Yummy and warm.  Standing their drinking my coffee barefoot brings me to realize that my feet are freezing!  Maybe the dogs are right.  Hot air rises ... thermostat is at shoulder level in the dining room ... ok, so I sat on the floor with the dogs for 15 minutes ... yep it was freezing down there!  Alright, heres what I figured, I go out and get them each a thermal sweater (back from the store now...)I'll turn the heat up to 72 ... turn on the fireplace (witch is at floor level) ... and get them a blanket to cozy on in front of it for a few hours.  

Vet bills cost more than Dr.s visits since most companies don"t offer pet insurance,  so it's in my best interest to keep them warm and healthy.  Ok, maybe spoiled is a better word.  No, they aren't cold enough to be sick, but hey, If I'm cold, fur coat or not, the heats going up.  And well, if it gives me an excuse to cuddle with my puppies on this cold and lazy day, well hey, coodo's to me.  At any rate, the sun is shinning, the fireplace is burning, we are warm and cuddled, they are sleeping, the house is quiet, and I've got an awesome detectives novel to read!  Ta!