That's a far cry from having to shovel one to three feet of snow almost every day, and most of us here are enjoying the "easy" winter so far.
I hope y'all had a great holiday season. We had a good Christmas and quiet New Year. We invited my mother-in-law to spend some time with us over Christmas so she arrived early in the day on Christmas Eve. Both of my daughters and their families dropped in to spend part of Christmas Eve with us, and included in the family this year is a Boston Terrier named "Lola". Lola was just about a year old right before Christmas, so it's her first "family" Christmas with us. She's still a lot like a puppy, and she's not very big, but she can be very rambunctious and does have the happy ability to make us laugh, on a regular basis.
Her big sad eyes and expressive face let you know just how she feels most of the time; there are moments where I swear she's grinning at me, and other times when it's obvious that she is disdainful of our attempts to make her perform for the camera.
When Lola visits us, she loves to try and get hold of my cat's toys (ones she's had since she was a kitten - they were her first toys) but my cat refuses to play with them after Lola's had them, so I try to keep them out of Lola's way. The reason Lola likes them is because they are soft-stuffed toys, and since the snowman was a stuffed toy, I figured she might play with it. As I was about to head "next door" (where my one daughter lives) with the snowman I realized Lola was on our front porch ... in her new winter coat (reminds me a lot of George of the Jungle - brown monkey suit with ears). So I put the toy on the porch and Lola grabbed it up without hesitation. She didn't however, stay around long (I guess she thought I'd try to take it back) and ran immediately to her own porch and tried to get in the door, which nobody over there would open. She sat on the porch protecting her "baby" from anyone who tried to get too close.
She also discovered a new body in our house - in the person of my mother-in-law. Lola had discovered "great-grandma" and immediately took to her, trying to lick her to death. Trying to get Lola to keep her tongue in her own mouth and out of yours is extremely difficult, and her body never stops wiggling, unless it's asleep. Great-grandma took it all in stride (she's a definite dog-lover) and parked Lola on her lap for a cuddle.