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Time to put away the sandals? They don't work well in snow.

Posted Saturday, December 5, 2009, at 8:04 AM

It is always interesting to see a young animal's first reaction to snow. Our two newest indoor cats had different approaches. One burst out sliding, the other sat and looked for a while.

I don't know what our drop-offs did since they saw it start, but they are doing fine. There are many rock hideaways, culverts under the road, driveways and even a few caves, so they can probably escape any of the sub-freezing weather whenever they want. (as long as no one else meaner is in there first)

I was able to determine that the sandals I have come to love this year are not great for snow. THEY do fine, but my feet, specifically my toes are complaining. I thought we only had about half an inch but I just measured it on the deck and it is almost an inch. And I didn't pay attention to my own blog, NO SANDALS!

Cardinals sure do stand out nicely on the snow background though. I let the bird food run down and the blue jays are letting me know. Fuss, fuss, fuss.

I FINALLY may have found the best day to get my eBay listings up. Some great football, but I moved to the kitchen table, so I'm ready!

Sofie (our little stray dog) just came down say she was ready to go do her business. I would call her a lap dog, but she does not like sitting in laps. Her bed, our bed, or sofa is just, but no laps or overdoing the hugs. She will cuddle and even lay her head on our leg, but only on her terms. (sounds like a cat)

Someone sure trained her well. She even waits by her dish until we tell her it is OK to eat.

Anyway, she did not know about the snow either, so when she went out she stopped just short of the snow line and held one paw up in the air trying to decide if she really wanted to step in it. Nature called and she boldly stepped forward.


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My sister & her husband live in Saucier, MS, a mere 20 miles north of the Mississipipi Gulf Coast. Last night they were staying with friends in Brookhaven, MS, which is still in southern MS. While we were at the Cascade-Huntland basketball game, Larry kept sending me pictures of the snow there. They had about 2". This morning their host made snow cream before he cooked breakfast. They don't get much snow in MS

-- Posted by bettyhbrown on Sat, Dec 5, 2009, at 9:05 AM

Are we still having the Weed em and Reap meeting?

-- Posted by espoontoon on Sat, Dec 5, 2009, at 9:58 AM

To my knowledge, we are still meeting. IS there a conflicting football game? I have not checked the schedule.

We might have to bring a TV

-- Posted by stevemills on Sat, Dec 5, 2009, at 10:48 AM

Wait a minute! The Alabama/Florida game starts at 4:00. I might be able to miss the start, but the finish? Even my gardening loses to a football game like this!

Whatcha' think espootoon? I am not sure I can handle it.

-- Posted by stevemills on Sat, Dec 5, 2009, at 10:53 AM

I have my doubts that there will be many people there...

-- Posted by espoontoon on Sat, Dec 5, 2009, at 12:05 PM

Yes, I decided to skip as well. Just tooooo much going on.

Barbara is the only one that does not get online, so if someone has her number, let her know.

I will make a separate blog right now.

-- Posted by stevemills on Sat, Dec 5, 2009, at 12:52 PM


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Steve Mills and his wife have one daughter and live on a farm outside of Bell Buckle. They previously owned two coffee/ice cream shops, currently operate an internet sales company and teach classes, but his primary job involves the paper industry worldwide. Hobbies and interests lie in gardening, photography, recorded music and of course, their pets.