My favorite email title of the day, amidst all of the Valentine's Day propaganda, was this one, from Eastern Mountain Sports...
"Forget chocolates... buy her snowshoes!"
I could use snowshoes with the amount of snow drifting in my front yard. Better yet, I need snowshoes for the dogs... poor Chase is just heavy enough to break through the crust and not tall enough to just plow through the snow, so when he went out this morning, his progression around the yard was "take a step... fall through crust... scramble out of hole... take a step... fall through crust..." Poor guy... it's harder on him, with the cataracts, 'cause he's not sure where the ground is anyway... it's all one big featureless white blob.
"Forget chocolates... buy her snowshoes!"
I could use snowshoes with the amount of snow drifting in my front yard. Better yet, I need snowshoes for the dogs... poor Chase is just heavy enough to break through the crust and not tall enough to just plow through the snow, so when he went out this morning, his progression around the yard was "take a step... fall through crust... scramble out of hole... take a step... fall through crust..." Poor guy... it's harder on him, with the cataracts, 'cause he's not sure where the ground is anyway... it's all one big featureless white blob.
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Date: 2007-02-14 04:36 pm (UTC)Stay safe in the snow! And stay warm!
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Date: 2007-02-14 05:10 pm (UTC)So I'll have Chase sticking to the cleared spots and Drummer probably trying to tunnel through the piled-up stuff, 'cause he's funny that way. :-)
Did this all stay north of you? (I've been so busy looking at the central Indiana maps that I haven't paid attention to what the weather did outside the immediate area.)
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Date: 2007-02-14 05:14 pm (UTC)*belly rubs* for the pups!
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Date: 2007-02-14 05:20 pm (UTC)