Surviving the Frozen Tundra

So one of the only 4 disadvantages of living in Nashville is the snow.  Not the fact that it snows, but really the insanity that ensues when a little white powder hits the ground.  Not only does the city shut down, but the seedier elements of the Davidson family are brought to light...

  

 While most people simply hide in their basements when extreme weather like an inch of snow comes through, other evil Nashvillians decide to take to the streets... and it isn't pretty.  Tornadoes are substantially less destructive than a Nashville driver out on snowy streets.  Still other Nashvillians see it as an opportunity...

Above we see what appears to be a little lady having some trouble adjusting to the snow.  She was not a big fan of getting her little footsies wet, or at least that is what she wanted me to think.

The skepticism regarding the cold white stuff on the ground is clear on the doodle's face.  Lucky for her, snow never lasts more than a day or two on the ground here.  If you look more closely, however, you can see the deception on her face.  What doodle hates the cold?  Half of her body mass is snugly fur that makes her hot and bothered all spring/summer/fall.  She is pretending to hate the cold because she wants to hide the fact that she is plotting something.. something quite sinister.

 

 I'm not sure how this plays into her plan, but being super snugly while distracting me from my work may be part of her plan to destroy my earning potential and weaken my position as the head of the household.  As Lia regularly reminds me, her comfort is the most important thing in the world, so I tolerate the intrusiveness, but I'm living on high alert now...

 

She also seems to think that just because I travel a bunch, that means that I have forfeited my right to my side of the bed.  Although she may sleep there more often than I do, she needs to remember that she more closely resembles a blanket than a person sleeping under one. I have seen no clearer sign that she is trying to replace me as the head of the Davidson home.

I was warned that winter was coming... and we all know that winter is Pippa's strong season.  Despite the warning, I could have never prepared for the aggressiveness with which the doodle has staged her coup.  Snow may look pretty and clean as it falls to the ground, but it is only a temporary distraction from the civil war that is raging inside the Davidson home.  

The doodle and I are at war, and only one of us can come out on the other side of this conflict as the one that Lia loves the most.  I'll admit the cards are stacked against me, but Pippa has never fought an enemy like me before.  I did not start this war.. but I plan on ending it.