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After days of living in an invisible forcefield protecting us from snow - but not rain, or mud, or cold weather - the happy and protective bubble finally burst, dumping snow on us in the form of a gentle blizzard.
It's beautiful, the snow like glittering powder. I love walking through it, even if it does get into my boots. Our Pomapoodle, Lavi, loves it. The little ding-bat keeps wanting outside and comes back in caked with snow. He's so funny, like a little kid. He likes bringing his stuffed elephant out and, sometimes, won't go outside without it. Other times, he forgets to bring it back in, and we have to go out and find it or he'll keep bugging us.
And that's all the news on the RL front.
Except for the western that's going to be on tomorrow, the one with Karl Urban in it *tries in vain to contain the need to squeal in delight.*
It's beautiful, the snow like glittering powder. I love walking through it, even if it does get into my boots. Our Pomapoodle, Lavi, loves it. The little ding-bat keeps wanting outside and comes back in caked with snow. He's so funny, like a little kid. He likes bringing his stuffed elephant out and, sometimes, won't go outside without it. Other times, he forgets to bring it back in, and we have to go out and find it or he'll keep bugging us.
And that's all the news on the RL front.
Except for the western that's going to be on tomorrow, the one with Karl Urban in it *tries in vain to contain the need to squeal in delight.*
