MOVING RIGHT ALONG

Leaving the Gallery today I put Doc into his crate in the Van and notice...
no
no it cannot be.
Yes it is.
No it cannot be.
Is that?
Ohhhhh................
yessssssssssssss.
snow in his black black coat.....

Little tics of it fading as rapidly as they appear.
He is unaware of the effect this has on his handler, the sinking feeling, the dread, the internalizing of SNOW.

True to form he is ecstatic about the weather. The only good thing about cold weather and Belgians is that they need another Belgian to be snow-babies in, and I have only one. That leaves....me.

 

How far away can this be? What will happen to my goldfish? I notice this morning the water is sludgier than usual, the fish not very responsive.  Will they die or make it through? I look out my front window and it is yes it is yes it is snowing. Not a lot but those big wet flakes that herald the start of the snow season. These will melt. Right away.We may even have wonderful warm weather.

 

But the writing is on the wall.

Scrabbled in black charcoal, wavery, written by an elder hand:

 

here we go again...........bwwaaaahahahhahaha