primroseburrows (
primroseburrows) wrote2003-12-07 01:47 am
A foot and a half of partly cloudy
It's almost two a.m. I drove to work in the snow. I worked eight hours. Got out at eleven-thirty. I cleaned off my car and shoveled it out of the parking lot. I crawled home, at a pace where thirty was speeding. I arrived home to find that my driveway was MIA. I used the shovel and found it under about a foot and change of snow. I watched my poor dog struggle with looking for a place to pee in snow that came up to the top of her legs.
I have to work tomorrow evening. I feel more shovelling coming on.
I hate winter. Sleep now.
I have to work tomorrow evening. I feel more shovelling coming on.
I hate winter. Sleep now.
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BTW, poor wee doggy. <3333333 My cat has the same problem when it snows. She's funny to watch though, 'cos you will see her when she hops and then when she lands, she disappears apart from her head. <3333333