Clearly, I made it back from my trek for pet food. Roads are pretty horrible. If I was in a different part of the country, I wouldn’t be saying that because they would have been prepared for the little weather pattern we got. That being said, it is pretty icy out. Add some snow on top, and it’s a slick mess.
Getting home was interesting. My mom had called me as I was driving, so I entered the house talking to her and discovering a bird had gotten into the house some how. No one can quite figure out how…
She is who I blame. Anyway, they are chasing the bird around the house. Trying to shoo it out the door, but only to find it liked perching in the tree. Indigo is totally freaked out by the flying bird. The dogs are locked in the bathroom, and they are freaking out. Katchoo, the prime suspect, has already caught and released the bird once – so they are chasing her around trying to lock her up. The other cat Garbanzo didn’t realize there was a bird in the house until Katchoo brought it to him, thus putting him in the hunt as well. They got it out…the tree is still standing…no damage to anything or anyone.
As for the “snow storm”, and I use the phrase lightly, this is what we got….