Dear Kid,
So it happened.
As we knew (or at least feared) it would.
The groundhog, Mr. Punxsutawney Phil himself, saw his shadow, screeched in alarm, and darted back down underneath his covers, there to stay until 2021.
Perhaps it wasn’t his shadow that so freaked him out. I’m not a groundhog handler, so I can’t be sure.
Regardless, we are likely to have more winter before we have spring. This surprises exactly no one except those of me who were slightly hopeful.
We are continuing to have issues with the Puppy barking at all sorts of unapproved hours. He’s being very closed-snouted about the why of the whole thing.
At first I thought he just decided that he’s too grown up and doesn’t need a crate anymore, but I don’t think that’s it.
‘Tis a puzzlement.
Not an amusing one since it is diametrically opposite sleep. Which we like. A lot.
Between the additional winter and the less than standard amount of sleep, you have fairly cranky parents.
You’ve been warned.
Recent Comments