I became exceptionally miffed when I woke up in the middle of the night with a stuffy nose. For a moment, I thought I was hallucinating. But reality hit me with a sixteen-ton weight. Actually, it is not a full relapse; it is a mild cold that tries to vex me. And it does because the cold feet I experienced today were the portents of how COVID started in December. The good news is, despite all the unpleasant symptoms, it is not showing signs of anything sinister; therefore, the annoying aspect of my (our) current condition is that COVID's long-term side effects are not entirely gone. The weather was freezing today. Taking Abby for her walks was a real challenge each time. Traipsing the freezing streets didn't have the usual pleasant feeling that could uplift one's spirit. This unpleasantness was written all over Abby's face when I wanted to drag her to another corner. She insisted on going home and behaved like a canine compass, showing the right direction to home instead...