The girls

It was a bit cold, and has stayed that way for quite a while now. No more 45 degrees in January for us Alaskans. We let the girls out to do their business and they scurry up to the top of the back stairs and stare pitiously to anyone near the door to let them in. Since I wasn't letting them in, their eyes found KMS on the couch and pleaded for her to let them in.