Cooped and Pooped

Oaklee and I have been feeling cooped in our little duplex lately. These crazy winter storms have had us (mostly Oaklee... ok maybe I tried it) standing on the back of the couch trying to lick the tiny snowflakes off the frosted glass dreaming of warmer weather. Today we had our chance to bust down the door and welcome the sunshine! We did have to deal with the wind, which Oaklee though was awesome, and I thought was freezing.. but it was a small price to pay to feel the therapeutic warmth of the sun on our faces. We attempted to give tug water and we're trampled by anxious puppy feet and one big bad smelling slobbery tongue..we tried again with a smarter approach of setting oaklee in a tree swing and letting the animal loose while I ran for cover by the shed... Tug was feeling cooped too. We played fetch and put rocks in our pockets and stamped through crunchy leaves and remembered Oaklee's new found love, Gracie's hand me down red boots. I think we may have eaten a twig too.. or was that a worm? Oops... protein right? And then at the end of our adventure, feeling pooped, we welcomed our soft beds, and dreamt of summer, and warmth..