the threat of cold blares on broadcasts

and the fresh water for the animals freezes before filled

the unwelcomed wind seeps in windows

piercing crevices and cracks

making blanketed hair stand on end

the clock ticks

the heat hums

and the temperature keeps falling

if only the sun will hurry

3 am pacing

water dripping

pipes freezing

four legged shivering

the sun's on her way

impatient for her heat

I suit up

the rigid ground crunches

and I find my own little sunshine

with instant warmth

and an icicle nose.