Webster did this to himself. He went back to bed this morning thoroughly disgusted with the weather. Our walk is a solid sheet of ice and he didn't get to go to the post office and the church rummage sale with me this morning. Neither did my mother. They are both pining away for spring. I put the blue plaid blanket over the Wonder Dog in a normal fashion when he first nestled in his bed but this is how he decided to "fix" himself for a long winter's nap.