Have you noticed that I've not had a new blog since Wednesday?
Not for lack of trying, I assure you.
I wrote a blog dedicated to a trip down memory lane and Blogger ate it.I tried to post a blog about the snow we were getting, Blogger ate it.
I also tried to post a St. Patty's day entry ... and you guessed it, Blogger was still hungry.
I'm here trying again, but I've run out of steam and patience. By that I mean, I'm not investing a lot of brainpower and emotion in today's entry.
We did get twelve inches of snow. Originally we were expecting 4-8. What a surprise. It was pretty , but nothing clung to the trees or powerlines so pictures would only show a blanket of white. Nothing artistic about that. It's still a spring snowstorm which means the snow won't stay around for ever. The sun is getting stronger day by day, so the snow will melt faster.
I think that's the best part about spring snow. Sweet.
I read The Greatest Lover in all England by Christina Dodd.
It was cute.
It was a read perfect for a snowy day when going outside only has once purpose; to shovel.
I don't do "shovel". That's a guy thing.
**ducks as my guy lurkers throw a snowball at me**
(That's if I HAVE any *grin*)
This week , my little one read to the dog that bit him - all went well.
The handler said that the dog was in a paranoid state for an entire week after that. He wouldn't go near the kids at other sessions, just kind of sat their stiff, afraid to move. It took him a week to recover.
Can animals know when they screw up? Can they experience anxiety and fear like we do and "walk on egg shells" because of it?
This dog sure seemed to. Once he "recovered", he was again his more natural and easy going self. I think it was a good experience for both boy and dog to realize they forgave each other.
Like I said, it was a good session.
I was hoping for a special post tomorrow, but no such luck. Technical difficulties and all that.
Let's hope we all have a good one.
Not let out one.