
Once his sweat girl arrived they were little more than a furry blur as they ran about, chasing each other, and playing together in the snow. They took a brief respite when “Bobby Biscuits” turned up, and the dogs fled to the farm house to get a treat, then immediately afterward resumed play like that didn’t just happen.

He is a funny pup, all of his girlfriends are larger than him, by a non trivial amount. They are all longer than him, head to tail, and taller, toe to shoulder. He gets rolled quite a bit by all of them, whether it’s Gracie-Mae, Ivy, Lainey, or Grainger. All of them manhandle him and he lives every second of it. What a goofy little fella.
It’s a bit warmer today, so all the ice and snow has turned to slush. My boots are soaked, and the dogs wet too. Stinky wet boy! Of course that means coming home to shovel the snow, ice, and slush off of all of our flat surfaces. Trying hard to keep water out of the basement! Takes a good amount of effort to shovel the walk way, driveway, side of the house, and entire back patio. Occasionally I will take heavy snow off the deck too, but I figure the rain will do most of that for me, as we have a short warm spell coming for two or three more days.
Yesterday was the new blue bin day. It went off without a problem, but the green bins on our street are still curbside, and full from yesterday morning. I guess the freezing rain, snow, and Christmas tree disposal added too much work and we were forgotten about, or given up on. Oh speak of the devil, here they come, GFL to empty our bins… Finally! No need to worry about that anymore.
Have a good Wednesday.
