All day long Mom's been talking on the phone and I keep hearing her say something about a "blizzard." I think I had a bite of one of those one time when we went through Dairy Queen. The tv's been turned to the "number channel" and they keep saying 20's and 10 and -4 degrees over and over.
She stands there and looks at it all worried so I'm getting nervous too. The last time she looked like this, we had an ice storm and we were pretty much stuck at home for a few days. She was gone for a while today and when she came back she had a lot of those white bags. I smelled a yummy chicken but most of it was useless stuff like bread and fruit. I did see a new package of Pupperoni's so that's good.
I kinda like the snow, it's not bad when you have a coat like a polar bear. I'm just gonna chill and see what happens.
My best bud Ringo will be over first thing in the morning to see if I want to play. He only knows how to play the run in the snow game...not as much fun as the sit in the snow game! One thing for sure, Mom will be in the kitchen baking something,...that's her modus operandi!