Over the River, and...

 

Miss Milly, spying the rabbits

.
.
Good Morning All;
I hope you had a 'wunnaful' weekend!
And to those of you who shared my dinner last night, I thank you!
(I also must thank Jenny Mella who made it all possible)!
CLICK HERE if you missed dinner; (see comment section)...
hehehe

Another night that I could have slept all the way through had Punk not been a very persistent child at 2AM. Sitting up, taking note, I hear her Mama Milly out in the entrance... So out they go.
I wander out with the dogs, looking up and seeing the stars; and wondering if once more the weatherman had been wrong.
They had predicted a bit of snow; beginning as that slushy mix, and ending with a little snow on the ground.
But like I said, it wasn't going to happen, after all the skies were clear.

Back to bed. Woken once more by the dogs about 7.
Punk generally gets fed at 5AM and 5 PM. (7 was pushing it for her fat little hungry tummy).
But outside first.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear...
.
.

.
.
Certain that I am sleepwalking or dreaming, I look northward
.
.

.
.
Then southward...
.
.

.

My back hurts just THINKING about it!
What a difference a few hours makes!
.
.I even peeked eastward...
.
.

.
.

.
.
So out I go to shovel the snow!

Have a grand Monday!

XOXO
Me

Free Hit Counter

Originally posted on my Y! 360, Monday November 24, 2008 - 09:29am (CST)