Twas a snow day at Havenknoll
And all through the house
My fuzzies were sleeping
and couldn’t be roused
(okay so Lacey was more like a little kid that kept looking out the windows)
(and not wanting her pics taken)
(and Adelaide was more interested in purring at the birds, but hey, I’m trying to rhyme here! and no this pic isn’t upside-down)
(I love the Tufted Titmouse’s little mohawk!)
And then Otto decided he had to check out a noise, and it turned out to be one of my neighbors 4-wheeling in the snow, so then he had to go bark at the neighbor to make him (or her, whoever was so bundled, I couldn’t tell who it was) go away.
See his hackles?
Get off my property!!!
Mo-om, why won’t you come bark with us?!?
GET OFF MY PROPERTY!!!
yeah, they totally weren’t feeling my poem and snow day coziness. *sigh*