When I was lying in bed this morning, the radio said it was -4o F.  That might have been in Akron.  They didn’t make a big deal about it, so I wondered if schools are still calling off if the windchill is below zero.  I doubt it.  Parents don’t want to spend that much time with their kids.

We need to talk about how the new guy takes care of business when it’s cold.  

Rusty is more susceptible to the cold, or at least complains about it more, probably because he doesn’t have that layer of seal blubber that Sparky relies on.  Rusty doesn’t have to be out long before he hops around on three legs because his paws are cold.

This morning, when we went out for a piss, Rusty had his left leg way up, when his right front paw got cold.  He lifted that too.  With two opposing feet off the ground, might first thought was that he looked like a hyperbolic paraboloid.  That’s the shape of a Pringle.

 My second thought was that Rusty might be like those rangy dogs you see on Youtube with only two legs.  They hop around and make do, like it’s no big deal.

My third thought was that Sparky would rather have wheels, than hop around.  He would hypnotize me into making a little cart that could be hitched to an RC car to pull him around the yard.

Pray it never comes to that.

My fourth thought was I wish I had my phone to take a picture of my hyperbolic dog, but it was cold and early, and the best stuff happens too fast to capture.

Instead, you get a photo of a Rusty dump.  No modesty splashes to cover up the debris because I’m on the laptop in the solarium.

Is it just me, or does Rusty resemble General Grievous from Star Wars?

If I could find a photo of General Grievous taking a shit, you would see what I mean, but he’s a robot, so not likely.

“Hey Uncle, what’s your new dog look like?”

He looks like a grievous hyperbolic paraboloid.