Z is for the Zero Zone.
Zounds, would you look at that temperature? At the day's zenith, it might zing up to 10, but at 8AM it is definitely sub-zero.
We live in the zip code with the dark blue shading, the coldest area in the state. That's because cold air sinks to the lowest point, and that's us, the Uinta Basin, where the brave but zany settlers dwell. Alas, for all of our travails, we barely rate a mention on the Salt Lake City weather news. That's because we're a rural area, and our frigid temperatures get no respect!
In our well-heated home, the air is dry, so we use a room humidifier to keep static electricity from zapping the computer, and we work on a zillion projects - perhaps planning a trip to Zion National Park next summer, or replacing a zipper, or cooking zucchini - to maintain our indoor zeal.
By evening, Daisy is feeling lazy, zonked and zombie-like. Gadzooks, she can barely keep her eyes open.... Zzzzz.