Cue the violins

Early: decibel level increased. (There goes my winter fun said your youngest dog dolefully from stoop.)(We think reinforcements are in our future whispered your canaries.)(What they said said your youngest cat tugging drooping tail gently.)(Almost inaudibly said his sister.) Your son hung suet, feeders, warm water. You steeped tea, worked. (Rain’s a loud backbeat ruminated your oldest cat irritably from under stove.)(Snow like feathery bowing echoed your oldest dog.)(Enough with the clichéd sappy faux-lyricism said your younger dog from chair.)(rns ncssry fr drght texted your younger cat.) Pliant norway spruce moon plucks snap pizzicato.