January 3: The life of Riley

Living the 'life of Riley'

This dog could not have been more aptly named...sulking because I am getting ready to go to work and not playing ball with him, and it's too cold to run outside, he finds himself the cosiest, sunniest spot in the middle of the bed and looks at me with ears folded back and puppy-dog eyes...ai-yai-yai! What I would do to join him today...these subzero temperatures for days on end are for the birds...or cats...or dogs?