The blizzard delivered a lot of snow. Cooper loves to look out the windows in the cellar when the wood is high enough under the window for him to climb up.
Imagine his disappointment when he tried to see out the window after the blizzard. He could see the sun coming in, but couldn't see out.
He turned to look at me and barked at me as if to tell me something. I wish I had a translator. I'd love to know what he said to me.