It's their first snowfall.
They like it a whole lot better than rain, partly because we always have sunshine after a snowstorm. And dry soil under our incense cedar well-suited for frazzling.
And a nice bench perfect for catching the rays on.
I'm not sure what they're going to think about temps falling into the low teens. Uh-oh, I think Norma Jean might have heard me.
"What did you say? Teens?! And we're sleeping where?"