ps

this morning when it was 13 degrees, as j and i were carefully orchestrating the 'dress ains warmly and get her in the car without making icicle baby' part of the ritual maggie makes a break for it.
out the garage door into the front yard.  i'm in my robe, hair still wet from my shower. not an ideal situation.
i grabbed a jacket and ventured toward the outside of the garage to only be whipped and battered by the wind. COLD wind. she knew she was in trouble, so she wouldn't come. t.r.o.u.b.l.e.
i had 1/2 a mind to leave her out there and let her freeze - but my conscience got the better of me.
needless to say, we're reinvesting in obedience classes.  maggie has been able to slide since ains came along and that's not going to cut it anymore. 
good @#!$@% morning.