Greetings from the great Northern Tundra………….

Okay so maybe not the tundra, really we live in Pennsylvania, but wow has it been cold. Mom says that all the time. She will let us out (we love running in the snow---we still have at least 5 inches in the yard) And just when it is getting good, a tussle in the snow, a race thru the yard, including rolling and jumping. 


We hear-----who wants a cookie? Now that always stops us dead in our tracks. WE want cookie’s, all the time. So we have to choose-----fun or food. Food almost always wins.

Now I know it’s hard for you to believe that we actually do something other than curl up and sleep,but mom says when we are moving she just can’t get a good picture.


This is us, waiting for mom to come up from the dark hole, she calls a basement. As you can see Annie is a little more adventurous than me. There is no way I am going even one step down.

Anyway, if it is as cold where you are, as it is here. 9 degrees this morning, you stay warm. We could come and sit on your feet, mom says that warms her up really well.

But she hates for us to be too far away from her heart.

Hugs and Kisses,
Quigley, the sweet and Annie the brave