It always amazes me how you can go from fall to winter in what seems swifter than overnight. This period varies from the beginning of October to the beginning of December, but the end result is always the same … over a foot of fresh snow and the north wind intent on finding every little crack in coat and home. Every winter I wonder (errr, grumble loudly) why our lane has a direct path for the north-east wind straight to the house.

I dream of a home I can rotate into a bank, snug and warm while the wind blows to it’s cold hearts content! There I sit in front of a fire with a mug of hot chocolate warming my hands.  People talk about their snuggly lap cats, but nothing out shines a lap-dachsie.  She knows what is best for a dark snowy afternoon.

Little Bit Lap-Dachsie Extraordinaire