Bowie was my shoveling supervisor again today and then Jazz and I went on a really nice long walk without him.
Auntpretty1’s house has this one spot where the peaks of the roof meet and form the biggest most dangerous icicles right above the only walkway to the backyard. One time one fell on Cowboy ( he was fine).
So, I was knocking them down this afternoon. Jazz was inside defrosting after our walk but Bowie wants to be outside almost all the time. So I would tell him to “GO!” And he would sit on the safety of the stairs for a moment while I knocked down huge chunks of ice and then he would rush over, grab a chunk, and run into the yard to bury it in the snow. Like the treasure it is.
He is a crazy bastard.
Also. I installed these patio stones several years ago. They are still looking damn fine.
mad fluffy ♥♥♥♥♥ xoxoxoxoxo
I think that would be his Direwolf name
also because of your text I realize I was unfluffing areas. oops.
okay. Aunts are out of state. Dogs are walked. Trash is out at a couple houses (never made it to Uncletttton’s)
Found a place for the extra case of wine so our house guest can nap comfortably.
Was planning on making cheeseburgers and pan fried potatoes but the hamburger…I don’t know if Murble bought out of date meat or I lost time? but it was a few days past the freeze by date. I couldn’t serve that to the humans. I still went ahead and cooked and froze Jazz’s food because that was part of my plan for the night but, I’m still not sure I should serve it to her. The dogs said it smelled fantastic, though.
UncleDucey said a frozen pizza would be “alright”
and I bet that I would finally be hungry for the chicken pot pie I put in the oven an hour ago. A safe bet. I’m going to finish the bottle of wine from last night. drink lots of water. and watch an episode of Dexter.
Bowie the Little Shit sees his leash on the table sniffs it and sighs longingly.
me: that was subtle. WE JUST CAME IN. It’s -6. Let the snow in your feet melt first and then maybe we will go back out.
it’s difficult to reason with him so I vacuumed. now he’s just happy to still be alive.
We got inside just before the Blowing Snow Show began.
Dogs are fed. I should do something besides sit here.
ya know. like nap or eat ice cream.
an older gentleman was chatting me up at the park tonight
he had a very small dog
if you know what I mean
it means his dog is small
Dog cousin sleepover party
Letting them watch me cook and eat a cheeseburger was the only scheduled event. They were pretty into it