Snow

I'm not even sure how this is possible, but it makes up for the storm and the cold that came with it. Of course, right after I took the picture, Shlomo came over and ate this chunk of snow for some reason. It reminded me of when we were kids and would break something and my parents would moan that they could never have anything nice. I told him that, but he just wiped his snout on my leg and bounded away.