This Thing Called Snow
So, it snowed again last night and most of this morning. I'd guess we got six to eight inches of new snow.
Billie and I went tracking over at the cross country fields [insert rant here about people who drive on snow as if there isn't any snow. Also people who think they know how to drive on snow but don't], which was a lot more work for me than for her.
We took some things out to the new dog building. Billie played with a boxer and a miniature pinscher. Playing with the boxer always ends better than playing with the miniature pinscher.
Then I came home and idly waited until they plowed my street [insert rant here about how idiotically they plow the streets here] but gave up about 2:00 at which point the plow came and plowed the street about a dozen times and I decided not to plow the end of my driveway after all because who cares but me and I have four-wheel drive.
The End.