Rain. Snow. Sleet. (And Dark of Night).

"Dogs just wanna have fun!" hehehe


Happy Saturday All;
It's been a busy week. Busy, but not industrious either. Just one of those weeks where nothing has gotten done.

We had some nasty storms on Tuesday evening. Then it cooled off-
But the winds did not die down. It has been chilly- The "bone" kind of chilly.


I brought Casey to the doctor because she could not get a return call from his nurse.

(Of course Miss Punk came along).
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Yes, it was warm enough that day to open windows and drive fast.



She waits patiently in the car for us to return...

Then comes funtime for her.
In the field by the hospital, she knows she gets to play with her new toy again.








She seems to love it when Casey gets her new toys! 
This one, a bottle holder, to give it oomph as it's thrown.
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Casey. In the daffodils.
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That evening, Miss Kelli had stopped by on her way to Michelle's to feed the horses.

(Refer to top picture again). hehehe
It was warm enough to have all the pups outside playing too.

Sputty is not afraid of these beasts of ours either. As they play, he just rambles between Kelli and myself, or sits on the Cub Cadet. (Methinks he is smitten by that lawnmower of mine).

He even got thirsty at one point.

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This cannot end well! 
(Kelli's old washtub being 1/2 full of rainwater).  hehehe


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As we looked to the South, we saw the first of the thundertops heading our way
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... and moving ever so slowly.
I have heard it said that the slower they move, the stronger they grow.
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Which seemed to be the case that night...

I have my NOAA weather radio. It began to sound the tornado warning. (And yet, even then, there had not been a severe thunderstorm watch or warning issued).


Mr. Sputnik heard the TV weatherman warn us to get under something sturdy...

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While Miss Punk waited by the back entrance.




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ALL of the tornadoes hit south and east of Green Bay. In fact, the TV picture above makes our own storms look much worse than they were on the ground, thank God.

I was awakened by a strange noise on Friday morning...

Good Freakin' Grief, my furnace had kicked in! (I had long since turned the thermostat all the way down, so this told me it was less than 62° in the house).
No wonder I had been chilled, even in my pj's...

Punk woke me last night- (rather "early" this morning). She had been asleep in her chair when I'd gone to sleep.  Quite regularly she wakes me up so she can steal my pillow...

But first to put her outside on the off chance I might be able to go back to sleep myself.

Funny noise out there too...  Drip. Drip. Drip. Plunk.
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Oh but check the right handle...

Yeah Baby, that is snow...





Punk ran around a bit in search of her toys...

It has all since melted.

And that's all the news (that's fit to print). hehehe

Have a 'wunnaful' weekend my friends!
My love to all

XOXO
Me