Well that was effing crazy, huh? I don't think I've heard winds that strong since we lived in Wilmington, where the threat of hurricane-force winds wasn't uncommon. Anyhoo, unbelievably, we never lost power, and dad says only a hundred thousand or so smallish branches littered the grounds around our place, so I guess we lucked out.
So if you remember from a November post, mom introduced me to an electric blanket.
Well, I've taken to that thing like mom takes to diet cola (actually, she's trying real hard to wean herself off that once and for all). It spends most nights- especially lately- on top of the blankets on the bed, but mom also uses it when she's sitting in my chair in the living room.
What more could an old girl ask for than a warm lap made extra warm by an electric blanket?
Ever the NOT funny one, dad says this last one highlights my resting
On a more somber note, we learned that poor Knish, from our previous post, disappeared some time ago. Paws crossed she comes back home soon.