The sun shines in San Antonio 224 days a year, and this morning was no exception. Except … the temperature was 19°. I asked Bacon to be a manly man and fetch a hammer. He didn’t know where to find one in the garage.
“Why do we need a hammer?”
“To break the ice on the fish tank.”
Birds were standing on the surface pecking away at the ice. I was sure our goldfish could use a shot of oxygen. A few minutes later, tool in hand, Bacon cracked the surface.
I feel guilty for whining about cold weather. Especially when I read the news or the experiences of Kari Lynn Dell on her blog, Montana For Real. Check out her dog celebrating in the afternoon heat, two above zero.
Okay, I’ll shut up now.