There is one serious disadvantage of having a fenced yard!
You don’t get to go for a trot if it’s minus 20C or below!
Ancient parents use the frigid temperature as an excuse to stay indoors and siblings sort of turf you out for a quick piece of business only every six hours.
Since this Arctic atmospheric is set to persist into next week I have decided that my best means to avoid becoming fat and stiff is to chase the niece at great speed during these short sorties.
That’s fun. I have yet to catch her as she is swift but will keep training.
Apart from this confinement issue I am in an excessively good mood and snuggling still but perhaps it’s time to get going and chomp down on some toast with the marmalade that Ma made yesterday!
You know sometimes the weather forecasters say there is going to be snowmaggedon and then you get an inch or two. Well this time they’ve didn’t exaggerate.
We got well over a foot and the best of all is it’s going to stick around for weeks. No warm air in sight.
It’s like living in JINGLE BELLS.
The niece and me are dashing through the snow, ore our field we go and we are even laughing all the way.
White stuff sure puts you in a good mood.
All we are missing is the “one horse open sleigh” but I’m not fussing too much about that as horses are expensive to run and might eat into my treat fund.
We’ll stick to dashing on our own four paws and singing!!!
We are grounded. Governor DeWine has declared a “State of Emergency”
It has already snowed five inches in our town and is set to snow all day.
I’m so happy!
I love BIG snow and so does Ma. We are currently lying in bed snuggled up and looking at it fall out our bedroom window.
Soon we will get going and Ma has promised to play with me and the niece. Fetch is hard when the snow is deep bit we have a pool ball that’s light so it won’t get lost.
For any who must travel do so safely and for those who don’t have to enjoy the fun!!!
My cousin Seema and her husband Brian came to spend the night with us. They are starting a huge road-trip to see family and friends all over the USA and we were the first stop.
Once the road-trip is over they are going to start hiking. Now we are not talking a trot. These dudes will be walking across the continent for at least six months.
I think they need to take me with them. Ma would be lonely without me but she’d cope. I wouldn’t ask for much. I could hunt like a wolf for food so they wouldn’t need to carry my kibble. As for water I’d be quite happy to put on a little tank and carry that myself.
It would be so swell to sleep under the stars far far away from Jaws. Just think of how useful I could be in warding off worrisome wildlife.
I must rush now so I can suck up to them as soon as they wake up.
Precious Peeps it’s the PERFECT one here to whistle you into the weekend with my best friend and side kick KONG.
I’m giving him the mic so he can mesmerize you with his view from inside his bowl. If you enjoy let us know and we can make this a regular moment of merriment!
“HOWDY PARTNERS it’s your very own golden groover here with my Pretty Pocahontas to swing you round my island. It’s not exactly a disco but it’s the best most of you will get!
Outside, according to my warm blooded Pitty there are Arctic temperatures! See that’s the thing about being a fish you don’t have to trot. You just swim in circles until you’re ready to jump!
I can see all the comings and going’s and hear all the news and I don’t even need to drink wine to get dizzy!
If humans were just a little more generous with the food I’d be an even happier camper!
Be like Pitty and me and live life to the fullest regardless of circumstances and find yourself a faithful friend ready to rock you round the clock.”
Stay warm weekenders! Love you always and almost as much as I love KONG!
I am mightily impressed by the athletic prowess of our orange ruffian!
His desire to eat chocolate ice-cream clearly spurred him on. I hope he’s luckier than me as Ma consistanly refuses to share with me says dogs can’t do chocies!
Talking of eating do you know that KONG gets by on mere crumbs.
He’s only allowed as much food as he can eat in two minutes. I know JAWS has bern giving him lessons as she eats a quart of kibble in that time.
Come on though he only has a small little mouth not an orifice the size of Australia to get the job done.
I am therefore all the more impressed that in a state of semi starvation he was able to undertake such a feat.
It’s like that movie the great escape when Steve McQueen jumps that fence on his motorcycle.
I’m definitely supporting him in any run he may make for higher office.
Precious Peeps it’s the PERFECT one here to help you over the humpty with a tale so extraordinary that some of you may faint.
So please be seated!!
Last evening as is her want Granny went to the kitchen around eight to get herself a bowl of chocolate ice cream. She spoke with KONG and he was happily swimming round in circles.
Some minutes later my Dad took me and the stinking Gizz out to pee and returned for a snack himself before he and me retired to our chambers to watch footie.
We as usual went to speak with KONG but he had vanished.
“Where’s KONG” he yelled to Granny. She immediately dropped everything and ran to the kitchen swiftly followed by Grandpa.
Panic ensued. We saw water on the island and on the floor by the fridge. KONG had made an escape.
It was like something from a Dr Seuss but it was real.
We searched the floor, we pulled out the fridge my Dad even opened the dishwasher but no KONG.
We were all becoming desperate. Minutes had now passed and then good old Grandpa found him. He’d landed on a bar stool. Granny quickly picked him up and tossed him back in his bowl and he took off swimming like a champion.
Granny checked on KONG a few times throughout the night while Dad was away at work and he’s doing fine.
Now I know that some of you may have doubts about the validity of this but you must trust me it is the truth.
I knew it from the day he first whispered sweet nothings in my ear that this is one fine fish.
Who’d have believed it if they hadn’t seen it for themselves but as Jesus said “Blessed are they who believe and have not seen”.
There beat that for a tale and be like me expect miracles and they’ll keep happening.
Have a very happy humpty and I will report on Friday with THE FISH!!
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