Claim It As Yours

 Ahhhhh, yes.  The wonderous first snow of the season.

What season??

Why, autumn of course.

The Bradford Pear trees had only changed color a week ago and the leaves had not yet hit the ground when

BAM

Snow fell.

 

 And it doesn't matter if it's an inch of snow or six inches of snow.

Izzy will find the dirt beneath it.

And it doesn't matter how lovely a little valentine eyed snowman my husband builds for me.....

Rowdy will still pee on it and claim it as his.

Nothing is sacred around our place, even when the snow is white, pristine, and meant for beauty.

Dig in it.

Pee on it.

Fa La La La La    La La La La.