Husband throws a snowball, it hits me on the back of the neck and I have icy cold drips trickling down my back; I throw a snowball and it disintegrates as it flops to the ground.
Husband shakes a snow-covered branch and I get covered in snow; I shake a snow-covered branch and ... I get covered in snow. Or sometimes George does.
This reindeer got stuck in the snow.
2 comments:
Thanks for this, Liz. ROFLMAO
I like your reindeer.
Is George one of those dogs who keeps jumping into icy cold water and when showering you with it when he's got tired of swimming up and down chasing ducks..?
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