We thought that spring had come the other day...we walked all the way around the main road--not a speck of snow on the sidewalk. Snow was disappearing from the along the sidewalk, and there was real grass there. Gus didn't even have to wear his coat, but I still wanted mine. It was night. It was still chilly for a pug with no hair on her tummy.
Guardian forgot to use her camera phone when the sun was up, but these will have to do as the BEFOREs.
|From front door..clear sidewalk & driveway.|
|Sidewalk clear for our walk...see the grass, too?|
|From basement door|
And then.....we got up this morning and what happened??
|View from our front door!|
Where's the sidewalk? Where's the driveway?
|Here's what it looked like out our basement door.|
And where there wasn't snow, there was MUD!
Gus here: Quit whining, Jazz. Guardian threw a bridge over the mud.
And I found my spot in the snow.
|This is what you should NOT eat.|
What more do you want?
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|I WANT OUT OF THE SNOW TRENCH!|
Seems as we won't be able to. The pretty TV lady said this tonight:
Guardian found this on another pug blog
(http://www.bahhumpug.com/--check it out!) and said this is what we looked like.
|Darby says, "I think it's pretty and peaceful."|| || |
That's why Darby's our friend--he sees the snow shovel half full.