[apologies to my international readers who won't get the Lone Ranger reference]
Ahh…just when things were beginning to look up…it started snowing again.
Around 2pm.
And it’s kept snowing.
And it’s 10pm.
And yet it continues on.
With that much snow on the ground, I made the decision to walk to feed the black dog.
Through the snow.
At night.
Up hill.
Both ways.
And like clockwork, Libby waited at the door for my return.
Mooch was already upstairs on the couch snoring away.
81°F
Oh my goodness, Libby is getting so big!! Wow, still her fuzzy cute self just more of her. Your snow reminds me of living in Minnesota and having the first thaw. There was water running down the gutters – hallelujah!!! I took pictures and everything….then we had a mid-March blizzard. So disappointing.
Libby has become very attached to you, hasn’t she. That’s the way my dog is. She sure is growing fast! Sorry about the snow and the uphill climb both ways! But glad for the black dog’s sake.
Debbie