An Arctic Blast...and McMuffy isn't happy!

That's it winter has come to grab hold of us and by the feel of it, it means business and won't let go!
There's an arctic blast whipping through, which has reduced me to a fire magnet. 
But I'm not the only one...McMufftypup isn't very impressed either ^..^
I know we shouldn't laugh, but that's exactly what we did do over the weekend.

Picture the scene...Muffy went out for her morning ablutions early on Sunday morning, only to stop dead in her tracks virtually as soon as she'd walked out of the door. 
The grass had a white, crisp covering of frost, that came as a complete surprise shock to her.

For those of you that may not know McMuffy was born in Qatar, in the Middle East 
(yep heat, deserts, virtually no rain and generally temperatures which can range from the mid 20's to 50+...Celsius that is!) 
So when she arrived in Melbourne Australia, she had a little awakening to cooler weather with seasons for the first time. During the winter months it could be quite wet and cold...well to her standard it was cold).
But then her cruel owners whisked her away once again, to an even colder place...Scotland! 
(If you'd like to read the tale of her journey from Qatar to Melbourne click here)

You can imagine the toilet break that frosty morning was the quickest on record. 
She was like a greyhound out of the traps.
Immediately as I opened the door to let her come back in...she dashed past me and straight into her bed (which is next to the wood burner...see we're not that cruel) 
Frantically, she tried to fluff up her blankets but then the penny must have dropped because she remembered she'd been sleeping at the bottom of my daughter's bed and that she'd been cosy there. So like a herd of elephant's she ran through the house and up the stairs. 
I think if her legs had been a little longer, she'd have jumped up two at a time if she could have. Nah what am I thinking? She's a mini shuh-tzu for goodness sake!
She'd never manage that...bless...she's like me...vertically challenged!
After reaching my daughter room, she somehow managed to launch herself up unaided (which is a miracle in itself because she always gruffs and asks to be lifted because it's far too high for her (yeah right m'lady...you're busted now)
Without asking permission she burrowed under the sheets and didn't move for the next 45 minutes! 
Here she is later emerging when she thought it was safe and warm enough.

 (Yawns...lip smacking...and where's my brekkie look?)

I haven't broken it to her yet, but she's booked into the groomers for next week! EEK!
I think she'll probably decide to hibernate after that! 

She'll probably never forgive me, but she'll dry out far quicker if she's clipped. 
We've got jumpers and jackets at the ready to ensure she doesn't freeze. 
She's a little madame though and will milk it for all she's worth...shivering whenever anyone looks at her. 
It seems chicken always helps to keep her warm! 
I know it's a mystery to me too. 

Stay cosy if winter has come to call...but if you're lucky and you're on your way to summer ~ ENJOY! 
(I'm not jealous in the least Emoji)
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