A week ago today Scruffy & I were watching and waiting.
started dancing his snow dance behind us. Suddenly we saw flakes land on the patio.
Dad came home from work and started to shovel the snow. It was a heavy wet snow.
Suddenly we heard the roar of a snow blower. Scruffy peeked out the door to which neighbor it belonged.
Dad was just shoveling the front deck, so I asked him if we could come out and play when he was done with the driveway. He told me no, because he was taking mom out to dinner at The Bank. Huh? Since when can you get dinner at the bank?
About a half hour after mom and dad got home my dad's cell phone rang. It was our neighbor telling him our tree lost a big limb. Dad went outside to check it out and take some pictures. He was gone for a long time.
Grr-bye for now,