Beware of doors closing on tails. The reward might not be worth the pain.
This is me checking out the inside of the big cold box. Mum turned away and the door closed. All you could see what my tail. I am usually looking for ham. Mum always has ham in the big cold box.
The snowstorm is finally over. Mum went outside Wednesday night about 8 PM to use the snow eating monster. By that time the snow had stopped and the wind wasn't so bad. So she cleaned off the snow for the forth time that day. Plus she had to clean one last time on Thursday morning after the plow went by to clear the street. She thinks we got about 13 inches total.
Thursday after she came home from work, she raked the roof of the house, then cleaned up after pulling all of that snow down. Then she shovelled the patio off. Here are pictures of the patio after she cleaned it off. Mum says the top of the piles is about three feet high.
Her little sign on the gate fell off into the snow. She brought in in to be safe. Soon, hopefully, it will be nice enough to put it back on the gate to welcome people to the flowers.
The actual worst of the snow was between me and Bonnie Underfoot and VictorTabbycat in Madtown. Some places got up to 20 inches of snow, lots of people got stuck in their cars on the interstate road.
So where was I during all of this, snoopervising, ummm, well napping and snoopervising.
Ok mum you are finally inside, kick off those wet boots and clothes. Warm up and let's snuggle!
Mum says she wishes she could have a resting weekend, but that isn't going to work. She still has all of the normal stuff to do. Laundry, buying food. Plus Grampie will be coming over on Sunday.
Mr Downy Woodpecker