
Yep, that’s right, this is Mugsy. He is a supervisory plumber.
At all.
~Kelly
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.
One of my favorite political bloggers (John Aravosis over at AmericaBlog) loves animals so much that he now has a whole section of his website devoted to pets. Just like Kelly and me, he often talks about the latest goings-on of his own animal companion and those of his friends on the blog.
Recently, he put up a post discussing the phenomenon of cats that act like dogs. And he included a video.
The fact that Geoff and I are low on funds is no secret. Many of our friends have commented on the fact that they haven’t seen a lot of us in the last few months. The is partly due to the fact that we don’t have the money to go out and do things and partly due to the fact that we don’t have the time.
So, we take our fun where we can find it.
And by kids, of course, I mean pets.
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And it has nothing to do whatsoever with the storm.
We may have mentioned before that dachshund stuff just seems to find its way to us. The same is true for dachshund photos. Below are some adorable dachshund photos that we’ve come across or had mailed to us recently.
Once the water got too close, I think Rerun would have given up. Still, this is cute and this guy does look like Rerun when he was a pup.
-Geoff
As Geoff mentioned, on Saturday we took his sister, Liz, and her 3 kids to the Museum of Science, among other places, for their day visit to Boston. After our lunch time visit to Harvard Sq. for some excellent burgers, we stopped back off at home before heading to the museum. Whenever we enter the house, especially with guests, we’re always greeted at the door by our enthusiastic dachshunds and usually at least one cat.
On Saturday we were greeted by a bouncy little Thumbelina, Scratch, and no Rerun. There was a distinct whining coming from the living room, but as everyone filed in and wandered into the kitchen, I was apparently the only one who 1) noticed his absence and 2) heard the pathetic whimpers coming from the living room. (Rerun is an expert at The Pathetic Dog Whimper.)
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