If you’re living anywhere near me in the frigid tundra, you’re probably realizing that the weather has gone for seasonably fall like to…well, the start of winter in the frigid tundra. This morning when I woke up (at six am with la babe), it was raining. By noon when I let the dog out, that rain had frozen on my deck, leaving behind a lovely sheet of ice – and leaving me terrified that my moose of…