Since it was pretty warm yesterday, I took Sissy Dog for a walk.
Of course, pretty warm still seems to mean I have to wear eleventy billion layers. It's a good thing I'm such an agreeable toddler-peep. I bet most wouldn't wear a snorgle-suit, a down coat, a hat, a hood, gloves and a blanket without a fight.
It was a pretty great walk. Until I spotted my favorite tree. Broken. See the post below for the whole, sad, story.