Here in Boston, we are getting clobbered continuously with huge snowfalls. The first blizzard was kind of exciting. Then a week later, we got another one. We just had our third one in as many weeks. Everyone here is getting pretty tired of it. We are DEFINITELY getting tired of shoveling! The other night I went out to try and keep a small path cleared from the front door to the street. I looked back at the house, and there was Wilbur in the window watching me. I felt so cheered up, seeing his little tuxie self, keeping me company as I grunted and shoveled.