Happy Birthday, Now Go Shovel 8" of Snow

Big winter storm due Friday predicted — with 100% for last night — to bring a few inches of snow. As of bedtime last night, still nothing; awaking around 2:00 a.m., could see the glow from the several inches that had already accumulated. Mon had us up and shoveling in the "feels like 7°" at 8:00 to get out for Nerd Brunch.

Driveway and sidewalks cleared, I took Cheyenne out for her morning walk — she insisted on visiting some shoveling neighbors, but that worked out 'cause it delayed the start long enough that we ran into Helen and Lola starting out on their walk. Dogs enjoyed a great deal, humans as well.

Good turnout; the Canadians were loving this weather. Even as we sat and lingered, the sun started to come out and the snow tapered off.

Roads still packed and/or unplowed and/or slushy; inching our way home, Monica looks in the rearview: "Great. Is that a loose dog?" The collecting and temporary storing of escaped pets is a not-uncommon occurrence here.

Sigh. "Pull over; continue on to the house, I'll go get it." I get out and turn around, seeing it for the first time. "That's not a dog."


-gary- said...

There's Wile E. again, eh? Make a noise like a roadrunner, and maybe he'd stop for you.

Cheyenne does NOT look like she's enjoying the white stuff...perhaps a warm fluffy bed just might be better?

Bram said...

Cheyenne was just getting ready to spring and bounce around. She enjoys the snow plenty — though was ready to go back into a warm house after the half-hour walk.

Raphael Della Ratta said...

Envious! I'd shovel that.

Raphael Della Ratta said...

Envious! I'd shovel that.