Waking up to snow on the deck again yesterday was beginning to feel like "Groundhog Day" (1993, Bill Murray, Andie MacDowell). I understand why the Inuits have many words to describe snow. Even though this coating was thicker, it was the light, fluffy stuff that didn't pack the satellite dish like the heavy, wet kind of the day before.
It also melted off quickly, enough to see Shaddup back at his old post in the juniper bush later in the morning, back on the job as lookout for the gang. I think the old boy put on a few pounds (okay, ounces) to make it through the winter. He's looking rather portly.
There was still snow on the ground in the pen and a chill wind blew when I was working with the goats yesterday so I left the big room open again. From what I can see of the sky so far, it looks like we're going to be back to business as usual today. I'm glad for that as I've got to go see another familiar face, a followup appointment with the oncologist down in Cameron Park this afternoon.
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Hope you have smooth sailing to and from Cameron Park!
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