Not that door, dear dog

Didn’t get back to clear there yet …

It took a bit during the initial forces of the snow for me to get motivated to wind my way to the back deck and clear a path to that door.

Until then, our cherished rescue mutt had to go out the side door instead.

Here’s what the first wave looked like through the storm door.

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