To Anyone Who Questions the Weatherman

Yes, it's snowing. Yes, we probably have at least ten inches. Maybe more. Yes, we're staying in side and watching the sky fall. Yes, it's all very white and lovely. And yes, we're out of dog food.

And Pretzel is giving me that look.

At this point I'm less worried about the snow and more worried that I might be eaten by dogs. We tend to buy very expensive dog food that can only be found in one or two locations, and frankly I don't know if those one or two locations are open today. Nor do I know if the road is clear. Nor do I know how many pints there are in a gallon.

Anybody with answers is welcome to submit them to the comments.

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