A giant truck rammed into my car, presumably because of all the snow. I say "presumably" because it just drove off so I figure the driver felt it was a matter of course to not stop at a red light if there's snow in the vicinity. My puppy and I were perfectly fine, just lost some paint in the back of the car. I've also been forced to drive over some potholes almost deep enough to fit my entire tire. All in all, I'm pleased that my tires, my puppy, and I are all intact.

While many of us two-legged creatures are done with this nonsense my puppy is having a blast diving in and out of the heaps of snow and eating snow gelatos! Having a puppy is really helping me through all this otherwise I don't think I'd manage.