She took the Pee-Wee out for walkies and reported back that the icy things "did the trick" and while she wouldn't win any races, they did make it possible to at least walk around. I begged her to let me try them, but she said they were not suitable for my large heeless footies. I was so dejected.The Pee-Wee didn't help matters. He was all like, "nah, nah, nah, Mango can't walk on ice, ha ha."Look at my yard! The whole thing has a layer of ice and I just cannot navigate myself around. I recall all too well how just one short year ago I twisted my ankle trying to execute a turn in just these conditions and had to hobble around on three leggies.I confiscated the retrieving dumbbell lest the squirt get it into his head that we needed to play keep away zoomies.He is so reckless, all skidding around and doing flips on the ice. I think he is actually made of rubber.At least the ice is good to eat. Chomp, chomp, chomp.Oh yeah, and Momma's work friend's doggie went us some foodables.Mmmmm....I sure hope we get a thaw soon.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!