Icky, yucky, wet and heavy snow snow snow! We’ve been having awful wintry weather in the last two weeks but last night was the worst. We have SNOW! Lots and lots of SNOW! Not the light, fluffy stuff like last week, but wet and heavy, snowman-building snow. Miss D is not thrilled with it, but it hasn’t stopped her from running the fence line. Mommy is less sanguine about it. We are writing this post on Thursday, February 26. While the office is officially closed, so is everything else. Power is not down (yet) but cable and Internet are. So by the time this post is up, the worst will be passed.
Mostly Mommy is wallowing in self pity because today was the day her braces were coming off. She hadn’t let herself hope for the 26 months she’s had them, but once the orthodontist picked the day, she has been counting down. Then… SNOWMAGEDDON!! With less than 24 hours to go, the dreaded call came—postponed!
So now the count down is less than 24 hours + 4 days! 😢 stupid snow. Well, at least it’s pretty.
Well, snow flurries were flying as Mommy drove home from work today. By the time we were halfway through our walk the snow had turned to sleet and then freezing rain as we turned onto our street. Cars unfortunate enough to still be out on the roads were already slipping and sliding on our neighborhood windy, hilly roads.
Weather people are predicting up to 0.5 ice tonight and record-breaking cold temperatures all week. Snow is bad enough, but ice practically guarantees loss of power and dangerous road conditions.
To all our friends dealing with dangerous weather conditions, be safe! We’ll see you on the other side!
So… We had a nasty storm last night. No rain, but so much wind! We lost power for four hours. Mommy was saying soooo many naughty words!
But when we got out this morning, the tree that was yesterday blocking our view of the hawk is now blocking traffic. Windy! Hope the hawk found a safe place to ride out the storm.
Then, disaster! Miss D spotted an enemy coming toward us. That is, another dog! She went bat-shit crazy, as per usual, tripping Mommy up in the leash. Mommy wrenched her back trying not to fall on Miss D but managed to step on her foot anyway. Ouch! Then the owner and the evil dog came running, to see if we needed help since we both had let out some mighty yells. Poor woman didn’t realize that approaching Miss D would only make the situation worse.
Eventually we got everything straightened out, and everyone continued on our ways. But the rest of the walk was not very pleasant. Mommy was walking so slowly and muttering some very naughty words to Miss D along the way. Something about Miss D trying to kill her, or something like that. And now Mommy won’t share her yummy treats no matter how pathetic Miss D looks! It wasn’t my fault! It was that other dog!
Harrumph. I’m going to go pout in my crate. Mean Mommy.
Look who came to say “Hello!” On our walk today!
I know, he’s hiding behind the tree. But it’s a hawk! We were very close. I made it difficult for mommy to get a good photo because I was pulling so hard.
It’s a beautiful Saturday morning. The temperature is going to get up into the 50s today! So Mommy and Miss D decided to take a longer walk than usual. Mommy’s back is acting up again, so Miss D is on her best behavior. Miss D isn’t running or jumping at cyclists nor joggers but she still needs to defend her mommy from all those other dogs! We even have the trail all to ourselves for most of the walk. Mommy sang along to her iPod. It’s a lovely day for a walk!
The Super Bowl is today! Who are you rooting for, Miss D? Seattle or New England? Miss D? Hello?
She’s overcome with excitement, I think.
You know those stretchers that ambulances have? The legs fold up so the EMTs can easily move the patient from the floor to the stretcher. Then with a little lift the legs expand and the stretcher easily rolls to the vehicle whereupon the legs collapse again as the EMTs load it and off they go!
We need a dog crate like that. Miss D climbs in the crate from the living room. Mommy wheels it over to the car and then the legs fold up and the wheels lock as Mommy loads the crate into the car. And off we go!
Miss D gets a calm experience entering and exiting the car and Mommy doesn’t continually strain her back lifting a struggling Miss D into the car.
Did I mention Miss D does not enjoy car rides? She really doesn’t. Every time she realizes we’re going for a ride and not a walk, she runs as far away as she can. Then when Mommy finally catches up to her, Miss D sits down and turns herself into a 20 lb sack of potatoes. Awkward and heavy and not at all easy to lift. Getting Miss D out of the car is worse. Because now she’s shoved her fat little butt as far down into the seat as she can. Miss D makes no effort at all to help. Quite the opposite.
So yes, who will make me a dog-crate-stretcher-on-wheels? I’ll buy it. I’m getting too old for this crap. OMD my back is killing me.