Michigan was hit with an all-night/all-day blizzard....
None of us wanted to even go outside to do our business.
Dolce wonders why Felicia won't just let her in the house.
She just stands there, camouflaged in the snow, looking forlorn.
Ah. Back in the warm house, snacking on a piece of raisin toast.
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