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.
From the Blog January 10, 2012
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Let Us Pray You know, many of us, but certainly not all, are not
particularly fond of religion because of the hurt/hate that emanates from
so many religion...
Give Us Our Daily Bread
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[This is a duplicate post from ReluctantRebel] One thing about not being
able to sleep past 2 AM is that I get to make dough. Rather than lay in bed
and co...
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