If you look closely at this picture taken yesterday, you can see our porch and *gasp* mud.
This is totally not normal.
Finally, last night, the temperatures dropped, and we got a few inches of snow. Not gobs of snow, mind you, just a couple of inches. But at least it covers up the mud.
(This isn't the greatest picture in the world, but it gives you some contrast to the previous picture.)
But at least we were able to frolic in some new snow (for a change).
Happy snow times!
BTW, thanks to everyone who wished my goofy puppy sister Happy Birthday! Don't worry, just because she's a year old, there isn't a person who knows her who thinks she's an adult. Or is ever likely to become an adult. Mom seriously thinks that Abby will have 'puppy brain' far beyond the time Abby chronologically becomes a senior citizen. Me? Apparently I'm an "old soul" - whatever that means. Something about how while Abby will be a goofball forever, I've NEVER been as goofy as she has been and will continue to be.
As for the 'lard butt' thing? Mom hasn't actually weighed us in a while, but she will verify from "helping" us into the Jeep (hey... it has a narrow, steep entrance to the back seat...) that Abby is significantly heavier than I am. Which is not surprising. Abby is also bigger than me; she's only an inch or two (at most) taller than I am, but she's longer, and thicker. She's not fat (neither of us has an ounce of fat on us - although I like calling my sister 'Lard Butt' because I can!) but where I have a delicate little poodle build, Abby is built like a
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus