We were welcomed home to a ground covered in ice. Winston quickly adjusted and figured out that the grass was there there (still green!) and was very happy in his new, much smaller home. I can't help but laugh when his clumsy self runs down the hall, slides and runs into the wall. Yes, I guess that is mean of me, but not as mean as when I quietly laugh at him for running into the sliding glass door every time- poor guy! Welcome home buddy!
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