I tried to sleep in this morning. It's the day before Thanksgiving, the pies are ready, and the weather promised a day to stay inside.
But restless noises woke me. Restless polar bear noises, huffing and shuffling and pacing.
I can see why. He wants to get out.
Because . . .
. . . it is snowing. It is the day before Thanksgiving. It is snowing and it is accumulating.
Should I put the Christmas carols on? Too soon? Should I hang the wreath on the door?
Should I let the polar bear out? Will he come back in?