It was warm on Sunday.
It's freezing now, of course, and was 25 effing degrees last night, but SUNDAY it was 70 whole degrees.
It was glorious.
I was photographing some food and the sun was going in and out, so I kept stepping on the deck to see what the dealio was so that I got the shots I wanted. I do that sometimes, but this particular day the dogs pushed through me every time to go outside.
They're labs. They pee about twice a day. So this was weird and annoying. Finally I wandered off with the door open to let them come back in on their own, but they didn't come back for a few minutes. When I cam back to look out the window to be sure they hadn't wandered off (our neighbors LOVE us), this is what I saw:
I mean, please. Just sunning themselves and enjoying the fresh air. Could they be more ridiculous looking? A few minutes later they decided to come back inside on their own just to be sure I wasn't throwing bacon on the floor and not telling them.
Like old people and cats, I guess my big dogs like the sunshine and warmth too.