|I am in pawppy's chair, all curled up...I am sad that it is cold and snowy outside...the cushions are to keep the furry deposits off the chair, BOL!|
Why does it always snow when I go to *that* Place?
You know the place where you get stabbed and prodded…and they even put a muzzle on my biters…cause I do love to use em so much, BOL!
Growlmy says that’s not too funny though…I just feel overwhelmed when I have all those strangers swarming over me.
They said I am fine, just rather too portly. I gained almost five pounds. OMD! So now growlmy will likely starve me of treats…
I got in the van, and even the kitties were going along so I was entertained by their choruses of kitty travel carols.
The weather was atrocious, but at least it wasn’t as bad in the morning when we went as later in the day. Its been snow squalling most of the day, with heavier ones this evening. Weatherman dude thinks we could have 5 inches of snow by morning. Hey! The leaves have not been all cleaned up yet, and the grass still needed a chop job. And there is now doody under the snow, YUCK!!
I tried to smell Minko & Pipo when we all got back, but they both hissed and smackey-pawed me. Sheesh. Minko nevfur does that.
Well, I think that growlmy sure got lot of phone calls today. Way more than usual. And a pile of snail-mail on her desk. And emails too.though I didn’t see those myself…
Something about Growlmy’s spawsial day?
Oh! I know…she got presents too. so maybe its Christmas? Wait, its snowing outside, growlmy got presents and its not Christmas?
Um…a gotcha Day, yes, thats it; her Gotcha Day. Do peeps get gotcha’d? Well some do like my doggie cousin Jakie, his boss boy was gotcha’d. And he has a birthday too. OMD!
Its Growlmy’s birthday!
Well, it was on the thirteenth. I was so busy with all the snow and stuff that I didn’t get to woof about it on time…so now its Happy Birthday Growlmy, belatedly.
She now an ancient of days lady…about 600 billion years or something. It must be that long, cause she remembers a horse and buggy collecting the trash and another delivering the cow-juice when she was a little girl. Those things are in museums now…the buggies that is, not the horses…they are in horsey Heaven I guess…
Well, on those thoughts I gotta go. To hibernate until the snow is gone…well, at least until the sun comes up!
Sorry I didn't get with it enough to woof growlmy to take some pictures of our snowy day...