365/31 Rendezvous with the Groundhog

Okay, tomorrow is the big day......

What's it going to be?

Well you know my favorite thing in the world is sticking my whole head in a snowbank.
And I love to rub my face in the snow to cool off.
And I can play frisbee forever without getting to hot.

But the snow in the back yard is getting pretty deep and now it's over Mom's boots and she's not likin that very much.
And I heard her say that she's gonna get a rope and tie me to it and throw it out the back door instead of taking me out.
Guess that would mean no more frisbee.

Could ya?

Would ya take a bribe?

Thanks! Let's seal it with a kiss.
Until next year, Friend.