“Dude. I’m going back inside now.”
It rained last night, and also overnight. Then the water on the porch floor froze. Also the water on the stairs. Also the water on the railings and handrail. I stepped outside at seven and slid all the way to the rail, happily keeping the rubber side down this time. Aaand went right the hell back inside. Laddie and I will talk walkies when the sun comes up – and possibly use the back door on the sunny side of the cabin. That’ll be entertaining – I’m pretty sure he doesn’t suspect that door even exists since I haven’t unbarred it since the end of building season.