After dinner, though, she was wide awake for her first encounter with snow.
No, none fell here. This stuff was trucked in from points unknown and formed into two chutes down a parking ramp. This lack of authenticity did nothing to dissuade Tessie, nor did the dampness in the seat of her pants, as she repeatedly scooted down the "hill."
Then it was back to the center of town for a close-up viewing of the Christmas tree.
Tessie is really starting to pick up some Christmas spirit.
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