Our poor Libby has been pouncing, as best as any 70 pound lab can pounce, through a foot of snow that drifted on our back deck during the Christmas storm to get to the yard. So, Casey finally began clearing it off yesterday.
No gloves, no hat. Genius.
And, Libby doesn't care if it's -14.
The ball is first priority. Before water, food, and shelter.
And, let me show you what Casey thought -14 was an acceptable temperature for....
Grilling pork ribs on the back deck!
And, by golly they were the most delicious pork ribs he's grilled to date.
And, because I know most of you roam this site for the sole purpose of seeing this one.....
Here's a picture for you.
And, don't mind the drool. We're teething.
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