It would appear that a small snow storm was all that was required to snap momma out of her blogging sabbatical. Good thing too, because I have a lot to report.
First of all, after eating my breakfast, I want everybody to know that I bravely went out at o'dark thirty in the AM all by myself to do my business.
|Sometimes, one must just head for the light and hope for the best|
While the total snow accumulation was unremarkable, the temperatures took a warming turn which resulted in a nice one inch thick layer of ice all over everything.
Being a seasoned New Englander, momma knows that one must always clear as much snow as possible so she set to chipping and shoveling. The top layer was breaking up in big heavy sheets like a glacier, so it was slow going, even with my help.
|Don't worry, momma, I will break this one up for you.|
After almost two hours of huffing and puffing, we were finally finished clearing the deck, patio, and comfort paths.
|One can always use a bit of grass for making rest stops.|
Next we had to make sure the birds had enough to eat. All five bird feeding stations were filled to capacity, but momma felt that she needed to give the birds an extra boost. She claims these strawberries were too rotten for yours truly, but even still, I did feel a pang when she dumped them over the fence for her feathered friends.
|I could use an extra boost too.|
Not sure what I will be doing for action today. I can't play tennis ball because when I run in the yard I break through the ice.
Momma isn't supposed to walkie because of her hurt foot.
But I'm sure we'll think of something.
|Perhaps a game of "hide the liver treat" is in store for me.|