Since I'm pretty darn mobile this year and very interested in snow, Mom decided to get me a pair of snow boots. Needless to say, I love them and ask to put them on every time I see them. Well, on another note, I was contending with the digestive issues that typically accompany any round of antibiotics for the past couple of weeks. A few weeks ago after a particularly nasty blow out, Mommy asked Daddy to take me upstairs while she cleaned things up. I had been outside walking in the snow in my new boots the day before, so Mom had set them by the front door to dry. When walking by them, I insisted that Daddy help me put them on, even though I was in the buff. So that's why Mommy walked in and saw this....
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