Well, and our cold isn’t ~that~ cold. It’s 17, but it’s headed to 40 today, and he has a dog house full of straw, and it’s not wet.
Ours, so far, we’ve still been leaving inside since we couldn’t trust Homer in the fence. And though we’ve fixed the fence, we still haven’t really tested it under stress. I think for all day, outside is ideal, unless it’s really nasty.
If we had dogs that could be trusted, we’d open up the doggie door, best of both worlds.
I’m getting ready to go.