We had a snow storm again in Boston. The street in front of my house was not cleaned until the afternoon, I decided to work from home. When we were shoveling out snow after it stopped at ~1 pm, Poirot also came out to play.
"What is this white stuff here?" |
"How can I go up there?" |
"I'm almost there!" |
"OK, I can make it!" |
"Wow, it's so fluffy!" |
"I'm going to explore untrodden places!" |
"I am almost buried... I don't know if I can come back to Mommy..." |
"Brrrrr.. It was so cold. Let's go inside and get warm." |
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