So far, this is the bounty of our flower garden. I was fortunate to snap this picture before 6″ of snow fell on the poor little flower and bent his stem. Although the flower is intact, now it looks like he is kissing the dirt.
The flowers may not be enjoying the cold, but the puppies are going nuts for it. Oh yes, and they peed on the flower.
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Me: Welcome Spring!
Spring: Hello! Here, I’ve brought you a present.
Me: Gee, thanks.
Geordie & Toby: Yippee!! Yippee!!
My boys are pretty excited about this recent snow. Toby loves snow and would live outside in it if he could. Geordie is thrilled because he was supposed to go to the vet this morning, but they cancelled because the staff could not get to the office.
I have a sneaking suspicion that March was weighing her options for “In like a lion, out like a lamb” and decided that lamby meant “white and fluffy”. She is just keeping her promise to us.
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When I started writing this, I wondered if there happened to be a measure word for groups of snowmen like “a murder of crows” or “a tuxedo of penguins”. Most of these interesting words are terms of venery – or words used by hunters. Since no one hunts snowmen, there isn’t a ready made word for gatherings of them. Drift actually refers to groups of pigs, but I thought it was particularly appropriate for snowmen.
This drift occurred Saturday. After I walked the boys for the last time, I sneaked outside and had fun building the biggest snowballs I could manage. I had two snowbies (snowbys?) facing the road and another lying on its back gazing at the stars. By morning when I could get pictures of them, one was listing seriously to starboard, and the other had lost its head completely. (It is a shame because under its head is a lovely hydrangea hat that I had given it.)
I found out later that the neighbors had fun speculating about the supine snowby that appeared overnight. Did he fall over, or was he just lazy?
That yellow snow? Don’t ask.
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Toby’s Gotcha Day is coming up this week, and I thought we would celebrate.
It’s hard to believe he was such a tiny thing when I first met him.
It’s funny. There are so many things I want to say about my little boy today, but as I sit down to write I am getting all choked up. Maybe I’ll just let the pictures do the talking.
Here is Geordie being angry that he had to walk on his own paws while the puppy got carried. This was the coldest day of that particular Winter and the puppy’s first day outside. (Maybe that’s why he loves the snow so much.)
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This is how we started our morning. I thought it was cold the day Toby arrived at 11 degrees, but we were nearly 20 degrees colder today. I was shocked to see that by 10:00 pm, it had climbed to 30 degrees. At night! We haven’t seen mercury at night in weeks!
There have been some changes in dog laws in this area to restrict the amount of time your dog can be outside in these kinds of temps. That is a great thing, but Toby has yet to get the memo. If it were up to him, he would live outside. He LOVES snow and can’t get enough of it. His favorite thing is for someone to kick snow up in the air so he can leap up and try to catch it. If the snow is too packed, he will kindly dig to loosen it so you can create a spray for him. I have indulged His Naughtiness enough that now I am gimpy from pulled muscles.
Thanks, Snow Monster, I needed another reason for people to make fun of me.
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