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Last weekend there was much ado made over a storm that was supposed to dump 11 inches of snow, be very cold, and very windy. We got a dusting of snow, but we did get cold and wind.
This week we had a storm which was casually mentioned as “snow showers” which actually ended up dumping over 2 feet of snow. Getting home Wednesday afternoon was an adventure. After I got home, I never left. As of yesterday the snow on my suburban street was high-centering everything but the heftiest of SUV’s and pickups.
I had overly optimistic thoughts of going into the office. However, the office couldn’t open because the building was inaccessible (unless I wanted to hike in from somewhere other than the parking lot). In any event, I couldn’t leave my garage so it didn’t matter if Point B was hosed because I couldn’t leave Point A.
J and I suited up and began snow blowing and shoveling. I had to tunnel into the backyard. Then I had to hook into a dog-made tunnel to get from the gate to the patio stairs. It was insane. Unfortunately my camera needed recharged so I couldn’t get pretty pics, but my trusty Blackberry captured a couple of canine moments. Read the rest of this entry »
Today we took the boy dogs to walk a trail along the river. Eventually we came across a trail that actually led down to the river, and all hell broke loose.
Wakonda immediately galumphed into the water while Koba looked on in stunned amazement.
Koba was blown away. First all that water followed by Wook blithely trotting on into it.
Being a Schipperke he simply could not handle being the odd guy out. Finally he wandered into the water, whereupon he refused to get out.
I am ashamed to admit that even though he was born and raised in the Pacific Northwest, this was Koba’s first ever dip into a river. I think I owe the little dude a lot of freshwater jaunts.
Cricket, one of the two dachshunds that reside rent-free in our house, had a most excellent evening yesterday. First, she had a belly rub.
Then I stopped rubbing her belly. She noticed.
Yes, the brooding stare worked. I resumed belly rub (after delaying to take the photo).
Koba joined us on the couch, but reserved his personal space by laying way on the other end of the couch. Undeterred, Cricket breached his boundaries.
Look at that. She’s completely let herself go to the point where she’s not even bothering to suck in her tummy.
Another angle with Koba’s put-out-but-too-lazy-to-do-anything face.
And look at Cricket’s snout. Is that a tongue sticking out of her mouth? Well, let’s see…
My schipperke, Koba, always has an uncanny ability to read my moods. This is pretty much the theme since the bar exam concluded.
Other than routine household tasks (i.e. bare minimum), I’ve been collecting resources on Photoshop and CSS. I’m going to refresh my coding skills and learn how to actually use my Wacom tablet. Meanwhile, Koba is holding down the fort and keeping it real.
I previously posted photos of what my two dachshunds were up to during my last round of law school finals. Well, here, in all their glory are all four of the dogs pouting up a storm because I’m boring when I study for the bar exam.
Like I said, my dogs are bored. I just wandered out to the kitchen and found Koba the schipperke in this pose (note the bowl was not placed by the photographer):
Check out the gleam in those eyes. FEED KOBA NOW.
Nevermind that he ate an entire bowl of food just an hour before. This is just one way to control me.
Oh yeah, those really are teeth marks around the edges of the bowls. I live with pushy brats.
