Saturday, February 13, 2010

A Wee little Lad

came for a visit. Not a big strapping fella like me, but a pint sized rodent.

Must have been hard for him to find shelter in these blizzards. I thought about chasing out of my yard, but I was overwhelmed with compassion - a moment of weakness which I have since purged from my dark heart!

As for the VDOT folks, they are high on my list of !#$#@%#@^

My paws are always muddy and dirty because they won't plow. They spread a little dirt and dig big ruts into the snow and call it good.


If they don't plow by Sunday, Shad is going to go break some heads in Richmond.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

The Day After

After the Snowpocalpyse was rather uneventful. No plow came through. Just lots of snow cluttering the road. Nothing that 4-paw drive can't handle though.



What happens when 30 pounds of snow meets Japanese engineering? License Plate Wiper!




Dad's Snowmobile :)



Deathcicles, they can ruin your morning paper pickup.


Bidding the day after adieu.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Blu-zard of 2010

Preparing for the storm.... well, it took a few days for them to really get the roads clear to go out. And dad went to HomeDepot and bought some stuff. Nothing for me though. But he started pulling snow off the roof so I had more to play with.


Back Roof clearing


The homemade PVC roof snow removal tool


The front before the big storm



Blu-zard blowing hard


I had to check in on my neighbors to make sure they still had power (and treats).


Scouting for a good location to hide my treasure.


Well, it didn't stay hidden for long.


Hunkering down in the winds of the blizzard.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Part Tres

Timber!!!! The Fir Fell Down!




Snow is piled up to 3 feet in the backyard and along the road.


Saturday, February 6, 2010

Blizzard 2010 - Part Deux

More Snow. Let it come. Means more time to play outside with Dad.

Falling snow is the silence of Freedom!




Can you see me? I'm greeting my neighbor.













Friday, February 5, 2010

Blizzard 2010

Everyone knows lives for snow and this year, da man delivers.





Can you see me? Pretty hard...



Can you see the tree? It is getting swallowed up by the snow.







PG-13, Parental Guidance is Recommended - Heavy Snow, Strong Windows, and Rapid Dog Movement.