Got up this morning (cat woke us up early to be fed), stumbled downstairs, got Gus his Fancy Feast, started to brew coffee. Looked out the window.
A A A A A A A A A A U U U U U U U U U U G G G G G G G G G G H H H H H H H H H H ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
There's! SNOW! On! The! Ground!
Right now, I hate Ontario.
Maybe it'll pass.