That's what the radio announcers were calling the onslaught of snow we've been having over the last couple of weeks. Pompei is loving every bit of it he can...and is driving his mother crazy with his constant desire to be out of doors. We finally wore him out yesterday as we spent at least two hours sledding down the hills of our yard, throwing snow balls at each other and having an all-around good time. And he slept for several hours after that escapade, but once he got his second wind, he was back to, racing me to the door....whether I was going there or not. I realize its my own fault, during the summer I'm pretty much outside ALL the time. So he assumes nothing has changed, in fact he's LOVING the cold weather, since there is no heat stopping him from running his head off. Mom? Not so.much.
I figure if he doesn't make guide, he could always work as a sled dog up in Alaska somewheres. :)
Funny Story: I ran out of photo space on Blogger! Yiikes!!
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