Snow

I'm sure you've all heard how bad the snow has been here in the east.   Poor Buffalo and the south towns got hammered, record snows, the NYS thruway closed for many days, roofs collapsing under their load of snow, people stranded in their homes.

Luckily we're just far enough east of the Lake Erie lake effect belt that we didn't have the devastation.  We did, however, have more than enough for me.....The dogs are adjusting to the white stuff in their own very different ways.

ice balls

Lewis loves the snow and the way it makes his ball and/or fish bounce unpredictably.  He loves the way it hides them.  He loves the way the snowballs melt in his mouth.   He loves the feel of it, the look of it, he LOVES it.  He loves how he can push it with his nose to cover up Sasha's poop...... He comes in completely covered in hard white snowballs that melt and drop everywhere.   They form on his legs, his belly, his long beautiful ears...He loves it!!!!!!   Me, not so much.

comfort is at the top of this old girl's list

Sasha doesn't really care for the snow.   She wanders all the way to the end of the yard looking for that "special" spot, then realizes that her delicate little feet are frozen, that she can't possibly stand on them, they're just too cold.   Help me Dave, I can't walk.   How will I get back to the house?   Once safely back inside, she prefers to lay in the hall with her belly to the heat run, soaking up every possible btu.

Dave has found a few woodworking jobs that can be done in the basement while old man winter visits.

the master woodworker ponders his next move

tis summer no more

We're not letting this snow keep us down.  Thursday night we tucked in behind a school bus so we could follow its lights through the whiteout conditions.   We had dinner reservations at the Rabbit Room don't you know......a little snow can't keep us from our favorite restaurant!