Saturday, February 9, 2013

Blizzard

I ate chicken Gizzards and I heard Daddies talk about this blizzard.  Sounds the same, but boy are they different.  This one means LOTS of SNOW!  This morning I didn't want to go out.
What happened here?
I couldn't find a spot to pee or do my business this morning.  That Blizzard stuff was too deep.
Helping Daddy

Neither Snow nor sleet...but Blizzards mean no mail
But if you wait a little while these trails appear mir-ac-lously just like that - usually in back of daddy and the big loud machine that I really don't like.
A path appeared up into the back yard so I can do business
That thing is what's called a "Dog House" -
silly - I live in the big house

Helping shovel
Here I am playing on the snow pile and running with my stick.

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