Harley... sitting on Top of his mountain of snow in the front yard. The cold just doesn't seem to bother this one. You can usually find him sitting up on his mountain of snow with an Icicle in his mouth, he and Gordon have decided this week that the shrubs around here need a trimming, so they have taken to breaking off any and all accessible branches. (And when I say accessible "everything is accessible" because we have 6+ foot piles of snow bringing them eye level with all of the shrubs around here.)
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