It's -25 out, and blowing a gazillion miles an hour (that's even more in km. So it's really, really cold out).
Good thing we have a sunbeam to eat snacks in. But that is the only thing we have in common with that insipid perma-infant Trixie.

It's hard to take a small one out of the house on a day like today...everybody in the world has a cold (except us), and the library is closed. Not that we're complaining. Everybody is off for the weekend, and we have cookies.
