Don't feel bad Puc, misery loves company. You can come and hide under my shelter next to me and my cage while we drown our sorrows in a nice cold soda pop.
Look at the bright side, just think how much "stuff" you could pile on that big flat roof. Not only could you pack the kitchen sink, but you could pack the bathroom sink as well.
Your Doc visit sounds a lot like mine, same result just slightly different ailments.
And now that you finally in a moment of weakness admitted that you do actually LOVE snow...........
I will also do my fair share on the food "problem".:fatsmiley: