No Spring Yet
It's the middle of March and we still have snow and an icy driveway. Not as much snow as we had last year, and definitely not as bad as 2 years ago when we had almost 4 feet in a late March blizzard.
Cyrus is at the door watching the propane delivery guy, while Woody is sacked out in front of the blazing woodstove. I am trying to use up the remaining wood so that we burn less propane. Just today we surpassed our "pre-buy" amount of 750 gallons. One benefit of buying early is that you can lock-in the price. We paid $1.92 per gallon for the season thus far—the 42 gallons we just went over are $3.19 each. Yikes!
Dog Spots
When we were thinking about adopting Woody, his foster Mom Dawn told me he had what looked like a white paint spot on his big black head. I only noticed recently that Cyrus has a similar white spot in a similar place on his big black head.
I wonder what this means?
Given the fact that they both spend a lot of time sleeping in our warm house on our furniture, I think it means they are spoiled rotten.
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