Damn! It's 10:40 a.m. and it is ONLY 22 degrees F outside! The thermometer needs to be calibrated!
And, it's snowing.... The greyhounds don't want to go out. They're curled up into tiny balls and occupying the warmest places they can find.
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Nampa burrowed in a comforter on the bed |
So, since everyone is as snug as a bug in a rug, I've only one thing left to say....
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Lyricist Sammy Cahn & Composer Jule Styne, July 1945 |
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