Snow Falling on Puppies.
Because the dogs follow me from room to room, they end up hanging out while I make dinner, or bake.
I made cookies last night, and as always I couldn't resist sifting the last of the flour and powdered sugar on Donegal.
I don't know why I get such a kick out of it...before I went to bed, I marked her with the White Hand of Stephanie...in flour!
And poor Wicklow gets left out; being all white, it would only work in cocoa. Which is a no no.