Sigh. No respect from the doglot.
Dave's been indulging me and taking me and Jiggs out. At night. In the wee frosty night. I think we've got the cold weather running thing down. Icebugs, check. Neck gaiter, check. Foot gaiters, check. Boyfriend that tolerates your mental lapses, check:
"A man needs something he can hold on to
A nine pound hammer or a woman like you.
Either one of them things will do."