On cold and wintry days, it's easy to know which way the wind is blowing.
Everybody turns his or her butt to the wind and backs into a tree to stay warm.
There are enough trees to go around, and nobody has to share unless they want to.
George and Alan usually want to.
Tell us how you really feel about the wind, George.
Along with his winter coat, George has sprouted wings.
If I were him, I'd fly away and come back sometime in April.
I backed into his tree to stay warm, which he didn't seem to mind
as long as I scratched his ears or his butt.
When I returned my hand to my pocket, he let me know it was time to give him his tree back.