Two days ago it was 83 in Denver, (we are usually 10 to 12 degrees colder up here), temp dropped 37 degrees yesterday and it's colder down there today.
Woke up to a couple inches of snow this morning, (yes, I know that's traumatic for you flatlanders but I have more snow than that in my freezer.) Dawg was a bit upset 'cause her dainty little feet were getting cold. If I'd known she was going to turn out to be such a wussie German Shepherd I would have bought a tropical fish.
Only 5 1/2 hours until I meet Bert from Trippy Tips to drop off my little baby for plastic Surgery. I hope she comes out of the operation without complications.
With luck Bert will have some tips that aren't yet spoken for and I'll be able to adopt a few. At my advanced age I would normally shy away from adoption but I figure I won't have to feed these or send them to college so I'll make an exception. My mission in life is to help those less fortunate than me by offering them a proper
mod on which to live out their life.
Yes, I know... I'm a saint.
Jack