It’s really getting on my last nerve.

At least, that’s what my numb feet keep telling me. Yikes. I can see them, but the feeling? Not so much.

This is why I need a dog. Cats are good, but they don’t like when you prop your frozen feet on their furnace-like bodies. Strangely, Steve also doesn’t like that. But all the dogs I ever had just lurve it. Dogs? Is dum.