I Hear You Knocking

March 9, 2013 By Jodi

One of my all time favorite author’s is Laura Ingalls Wilder. I would read her books over and over again. So you can imagine with this latest round of snow, I’m beginning to feel like I’m stuck in the middle of the Long Winter. Except we’re not stranded on the prairie, relying on trains to bring us food, we’re not burning twisted straw to heat the house and we’re not eating just bread.

Okay, maybe the Long Winter is a bad analogy.

I just want to go on record as saying, I’m done with winter and I’m ready for spring. Thursday afternoon it started snowing and it snowed until yesterday around 2 pm. Twenty-four hours of snow.

Again.

This latest winter storm was named David. Which coincidentally is the name of my favorite ex-husband. (Technically he’s my ex-work-husband but even still, I like him better than my real ex-husband.)

Sorry, I digress.

If I had to guess, I’d say we got at least another foot of snow.

Hubby cleared the driveway before leaving for work yesterday morning, but by the time I came home at night we had at least 8 inches of snow on it.

I gunned the car and stuck the landing but knew I’d never be able to get out or in again. So Sampson, Delilah and I walked up to the park.

Our Park It wasn’t looking good from this vantage point.

I don’t know mom, it looks pretty deep.

Nope, not going to happen.

If you like our page on facebook, you may have seen the video I put up of Delilah trying to get into the park. (If you don’t like us, would you mind helping us out and popping over to click the like button?)

As we walked away I heard the park sing, “I hear you knocking, but you can’t come in.”

We had to be content with a walk about the neighborhood.

Check out the cool boulders. These are actually in someone’s front yard.

One of the benefits of a storm is the beautiful sunsets when it’s finally over.

Just to give you an idea of the snow accumulation.

We’re digging out again this weekend, what are your plans?

This ‘N That Thursday, The Video Edition

February 28, 2013 By Jodi

Once again we’re joining 2 Brown Dawgs blog for This ‘N That Thursday.

This ‘N That Thursday is for those times when you want to post about unrelated topics or each topic isn’t quite long enough to make up a whole post. It can be anything you want, so feel free to grab the button and join us!

Courtesy of 2 Brown Dawgs Blog

Rally Class

The Rally class Delilah and I were taking is over. While I would say we are a LONG way from stepping into a Rally ring, I did ask our instructor to record our run.

This was our second run and you’ll notice that all the errors are mine and not Delilah’s at all.

Since Ariane was holding the camera, she was kind enough not to correct me when I made a mistake. 🙂

In a competition Rally Ring competitors are allowed to walk through the course without their dogs. This really helps you get an idea of what’s expected from you.

In the classroom setting, the option wasn’t available so we just had to wing it. Thankfully we weren’t getting scored (or timed) for this.

Sampson

Sampson is an attention ~~whore~~ hog. He love, love, loves getting his rubbies and is always trying new and different ways to get attention.

So when I looked down at him on Tuesday night and noticed the desqueaked squeaker in his mouth,

Well, I couldn’t help it, I just had to take a video.

BlogPaws

Yesterday BlogPaws announced the 2nd Annual Nose to Nose Social Media and Pet Blogging Awards. Until next Friday (March 8th) you can nominate your favorite blogs in 12 different categories, winners will be announced at the BlogPaws Conference in May.

I don’t know about you, but I’m making my list and will be making my nominations this weekend. 🙂

So what did you think? Not too bad for our first Rally run, right?

The Path Less Taken

February 17, 2013 By Jodi

When we got up yesterday morning it was snowing.

Again!

A slow, lazy snow that drifted down and covered shoveled paths with a light layer. We didn’t care, it was Saturday and we wanted our walk.

With eager hearts we set out for our park. I had scoped it out a few days ago and could tell that people had been going in.

They got in fine and boy were they fast, they were out of sight before I even got a foot in. I wanted to document the entire trip, but I figured you’d get tired of my panting and the sound of my ski pants rubbing together.