We had strong winds this afternoon, and the snow looks like sand dunes on a beach now. It's supposed to reach 40 degrees by Friday. If we can make it through Wednesday healthy, there's a good chance we'll have dodged Walt's awful germs.
Rusty is a creature of habit. He has a routine for everything. He is polite enough to do his business at the far end of the yard, and he is smart enough to follow his old tracks through the snow, hence the Poopin Trail.
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| Back deck before the wind |
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| After the wind. The circles are old prints from PuppyCat |
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| Mother trimmed her rose bushes yesterday. Mine are under there somewhere |
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| Headed down the trail |
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| For such a tubby boy, he can run pretty fast in the snow |
At least one person at your house has fun in the snow. He looks like he enjoys it a lot.
ReplyDeleteThe shadows in your pictures are lovely.