There’s easily another foot of snow ON TOP OF THE THREE WE ALREADY HAVE. Winds are up to 50 miles an hour and it is HARSH out there. Brady and I ventured out for a couple of minutes but after the wind slapping my face around we decided to head back inside. Snow plows are not even trying to clear the roads because it’s too dangerous with the winds, and apparently Emergency Response is only responding to “life threatening” situations. That didn’t stop Brady from taking an abnormally long time to find a place to poop.
(I’m standing on at least three feet of snow in this picture.)