A furniture store in Foam Lake is closing out so we took a drive to see if it had any dressers and what else might strike our fancies. I waited in the truck at the north end of the town's main street while Scott had a piece of tin or steel cut in the building behind me.

Then we went over to the furniture store, only to be met by a handwritten sign stuck in the window of the door: Sorry, closed Saturday 19th. Sorry for the inconvenience.

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It's pretty cold. Was 30C below when I got up this morning. In keeping with that theme and the furry animals in manmade clothing that go along with it, here are a couple photos I picked up on the web somewhere:

My nephew Ben at two months of age.
The kind of photo that almost makes me want to have another baby.
But not quite.
Unless someone would care to give me one...
For baby-havin' is hell.
This photo, however, makes me smile and say "Aww..." every time I look at it.

This is a photo Ben's mother took.