Saturday, December 15, 2007
Ellie Before the Storm
Our HuggaMutt the day before the last dump of snow. Late afternoon on the Chemung's south bank.
It was darned cold and very breezy. My little pal is looking way down into the very cold, very fast river.
Whenever we go southside, the walk is long and arduous, very good preparation for all the shovelling we did the next day. Shovelled once by hand, and the second time we used the "electric shovel." Except for the pain in the butt of hauling around the cord, it was a little easier. Takes longer, though, what with constantly checking and moving the wire.
HuggaMutt was returned to her homestead on Grand Central, while we all await the next snowfall, tonight. Husband RJ doesn't use the wimpy electric shovel. Big, manly, gas-powered multi-stage snow blower for him.
I was exhausted enough with the shovel. But our vacation is nearly done, and I could still rest afterwards. Back to work Monday. Another co-worker is using up his use it or lose it time. I always leave a few days, in case. One year I didn't and lost two weeks to sudden disability caused by the strain of working and making it through the holidays.
We are much wiser now.