Wet

 Did I just brag about nice winter?

Well, not it's wet. It rains. It's miserable.

And I had to empty our small freezer to take Pretty Boy in. He's been outside (wrapped in a pretty blanket, put in to a sturdy box and put on a shelf next to a door) - ground is deeply frozen so we still can't dig a grave for him.

No I can't fit a small ice cream scone to other freezers, they are totally, completely, utterly filled to the brim.

But this is ok. We are lucky to have two freezers filled with food, we are content to have a place for Pretty Boy until spring. It it what it is.