The perky weather person on teevee promised me snow. Lots of snow. And the radar looks promising.
I should mention that we live just north of the 'e' and the 'C' on the 'Salt Lake City' part of the map.
In fact, I was planning to throw a big sleep-over with all my Sibe friends. I anticipated snow ball fights, snow person making contests, and general frolicking in the snow. Mom even brought up some wood so we could have a fire and sip hot-toddies. But what do I get?!?
Rain. Lots of rain.
And Mom isn't too keen on Abby and me frolicking in the mud; something about how my darling little sister would end up as a giant mud ball. Hmm. I have no idea how that could ever happen.
So, while we can go outside independently, and maybe, if Mom can find some rain gear (sort of like reindeer, but, I'm told, totally different.), we'll go on a walk. But mostly, we'll amuse ourselves with indoor bitey-face, and staring longingly outside for snow...
While we're waiting for snow, go vote for my new name tag (on the upper right hand of this page)!!! Don't forget that the individual who submitted the winning tag line will get a donation to his/her favorite animal charity, so vote early and often!!!
Oh, and Mom seems to think her latest cross-stitch effort is funny. I think it's funny because she didn't specific WHICH doggie did it! Heehee!
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus