So yes, we got some snow, and as David Epstein said on his weather blog, some of the recorded snowfall amounts were epic. I am not sure what our official amount is, but I am positive we got over 20 inches easily.
Kelly and I headed out this afternoon to clear the steps and the walk and even with both of us working (even using our little snowblower) it took a little while to clear just a path through the snow, much less clear the walk, which at this point would be impossible. There’s simply too much to move and nowhere to put it.
That car across the street? The Mini is behind it, and the truck is behind the Mini. You can barely see them. At this point a handful of cars had been dug out and the street had been plowed, more or less. So we got out the snowshovels and the snow blower and got to work. And I got to channel my inner R.J. MacReady.
So we got right to work, Kelly clearing off the top and me cleaning out the bottom after her, and then once we got to the bottom of the steps she headed towards our neighbor’s steps to clear them out for her while I grabbed the snowblower and started clearing the sidewalk.
And of course, Scratch just had to come see what we were up to, so I let him come out for a little while. He likes the snow so much, and I have no idea why. I think maybe in his head he has this little fantasy that he is really a Siberian tiger or something.
So once Scratch the
miniature Siberian tiger Alabama barn kitteh had been out a while, the dogs just had to come out too so we let them out to let them go potty and whatnot. Yeah, that didn’t last long. Thumbelina fled back inside so fast she almost didn’t get in Kelly’s picture.
Thumbelina went right back inside. Rerun stayed briefly, made his little contribution to the snow-melting effort, and then fled back inside. Scratch stayed out a bit longer. Bucky is no fool. He was nowhere to be seen, probably curled up on our bed enjoying himself, chuckling in elder wise kitteh fashion while the young whippersnappers of the family made their pathetic foray into the howling wilderness, the harsh snow-swept tundra of the People’s Republic of Cambridge.
We took a lot of pictures, and some video too, so more to come later.