hahah, so i'm out cleaning the snow off of the back stairs and Gus is yelling out for me. So i get his harness and start putting it on (and he's purrrring). We go outside and he's just acting like there is no snow on the ground. So walk him over to the deep stuff. he's rolling around like a dog. what a goof.
"but seriously, my tongue is available. - Laurel"

= Brett