It's C-C-C-C-Cold Outside!

I'm such a wimpy little boy. Once the temperature went below seventy I've had the chronic Chihuahua shakies. Still, no matter how cold it gets (granted it's only going down to maybe sixty degrees), I absolutely refuse to wear any of the clothes my Mommy has gotten for me. I won't move if she puts them on me. I just sit there and shiver! Mu ha ha ha... no sweaters for me! I still love going outside and laying sunny spots. There's nothing like warming one's old bones in the sun.
My Mommy has been sick lately and I've been very loyal. She thinks I might have a little cold too because my eyes have been runny.

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