This woolly-head freak is Mira. She is a Labradoofus. Here she is peeking out the back window, probably tracking a squirrel or a bird. Or maybe a pizza. Did she order herself a pizza? What toppings would she request? Mind you, this is an animal that eats random poop off the back lawn: from rabbits, from deer, from whatever other creatures scurry across my backyard.Mira the dog has been with us since October. Notice the muppet-like absurdity of her coat. It's ridiculous. But somehow she does not seem to shed. Or make us sneeze. So she can stay.
Anyway, tomorrow is April. Spring is almost here. So of course we woke up this morning to a few inches of wet snow. Sheesh. But as the day progressed and icy morning faded into icy afternoon, I got a phone call from Steverino. He alerted me to the fact that this blog is now being read by people who weren't even born when the blog started. Maybe they previously suspected this family was crazy; now they've got documentation. Practically a signed confession.
Steve said: "Let's start using the blog again."
I said: "That idea appeals to me -- in much the same way random lawn poop appears to Mira the dog. Let's eat!"