Note from Fi's Mom: And then promptly tracked mud all over the kitchen floor and shook herself out all over me. Thanks, darling! But in all truth? It was pretty darn funny to see how fast Fi came dashing back inside.
Laugh all you want, Mom. If you recall, my formative years (okay, formative months) were spent in Arizona. And I didn't experience a lot of rain. So cut me some slack.
Anyway, since none of us (Mom and Dad included) are too keen on snow, we spent the morning snuggled in bed, with Dad doing work and half-watching football, while Mom decided to do a little more stitching on the Bayeux Tapestry. She's actually almost done with the regular stitching. Then she's going to wash it, and then has about 100 hours of back-stitching to do. It will probably take her a year to totally finish it, but I think she might actually do it!
By mid-day, the rain had turned to sleet, and Mom grumbled some more while TaiChi went on the porch (much of which is covered), while I insisted on going out back so I could track in more mud and get the blankies on the Big Dog Bed all wet. Heehee!
It was shortly after that that Mom decided to use the gift certificate that I got from Granny and Grandpa for my birthday to get me this:
Can you believe it? A rain coat?!?
Hmm. Maybe that's not such a bad idea. Because I'm wooly enough that I don't really get too cold (well, I haven't yet), but wet? Yeah, um. I actually don't like the rain. Did I mention that?
And since TaiChi wears her coat pretty much all the time now that it is cooler, Mom thought that she needed another one. Especially since her fleece coat that Granny and Grandpa made is still in the House With Wheels - nice going there, Mom!
So TaiChi got this:
And then Mom noted that neither she nor Dad has real rain coats. They've got lots of stuff for winter, and for cycling, but nothing for *ahem* walking dogs in the rain. I think Mom may have to remedy this situation. ASAP. Not that I necessarily want to go for a walk in the rain, but stranger things have happened.
I had watched the weather forecast the night before, and was certain that the sleet would turn to snow. So I paid very close attention to the weather.
Finally, the sleet turned into real snow. Kind of. It's still pretty wet and slippery underneath. And Mom had promised me that as soon as it was "real" snow, I could go out and get some zoomies in.
And did I ever get zoomies in!!!
Heehee! I look like I'm in 3-D!!!
TaiChi was just happy to have her coat on, and could come inside quickly.
But me? I got more zoomies in when we got Even. More. Snow.
OMD!!! This snow stuff is So Much Fun!!!!
And if it keeps snowing like this all night, tomorrow could be REALLY FUN!!!
PeeEss: Mom wants me to advertise for her, so here goes: See the thingy at the bottom of this page? The thingy that says "Swagbucks"? It is a search engine, but if you shop at stores that you probably already shop at, but go through their site, you get points, and for every 45 points you get, you can get a $5 amazon.com gift card. (You can get a bunch of other stuff, too, but since Mom is an amazon junkie, that's the only thing she cares about.) There are tons of stores to shop at, like Petco.com, Drs. Foster and Smith, and eBags, and Sierra Trading Post, and pretty much any other kind of store you could think of. In short, you get points for shopping, and searching, and they have contests and stuff. If you are on the computer a lot, like Mom is, it's a good way to get amazon gift cards! Mom's gotten $20 in gift cards, and is about to cash in for another $20.
And if you sign up using a referral from Mom, she gets some points too. So everyone wins. (And if you get your friends to sign up, you get points. It's kind of like a pyramid scheme, except everyone gets points). And I guess the search engine is a Google/Ask.com combination, so it's not like it is some hole-in-the-wall search engine. Anyway, Christmas is coming up, and everyone needs amazon.com gift cards, right?!? Okay, I'm done advertising for Mom!
Oh, she says that if you've got any questions, pee-mail her (through my profile), and she'll answer them, because she thinks it's a pretty nifty thing.