Crystal is one crazy you-know-what.
It's 31° F outside. It's been raining. The ground is soaked and cold. A while ago I let Norton and Crystal outside to take care of business. Norton comes back in and promptly pees on the dishwasher. Bad dog; but if someone expected me to go outside in this weather to use the bathroom, I might pee on their dishwasher too. But after waiting by the door for about 10 minutes, there was no sign of Crystal. So I went outside to look for her, and there she was, laying by the fence watching the wheels go 'round and 'round, enjoying the chill as if it were a cool summer breeze.
I think she has anti-freeze in her veins.
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