Montana Moosh?

I haven't owned a coat in twenty years. When it is cold I usually wear a heavy pullover sweater. The fairy princess had warned me to get ready for winter, but I thought, it is beautiful I have plenty of time.

Then last week old man winter blew his top and spewed forth a snow storm that lasted all day. There I was on the playground in Mark's coat, tennis shoes, no socks, and a jeans skirt. That taught me a lesson. Not really, it just sent me to the thrift store on a shopping spree.

I bought three coats, six sweaters, a pair of sweats, boots, eight pair of new socks, a hat, two throws, and a pair of PJs. Total cost $30.00. I am glad the locals want new fashionable clothes and give away their old. I just want to stay warm.

Here is my new outfit I wore to work this morning. I think my new hat and coat are styling. It is fake fur so don't throw any paint on me. It was warm and cozy in my new duds. I am on my way to becoming Montana moosh at least for a while.

Nature Notes

Our favorite walking path.




Boss gets at least three walks a day. He can't go out alone so we have to walk him to go potty. He makes it pretty clear when he wants to go out. In the morning my foot is pushed around until I sit up. I usually respond because the next tactic is all twenty pounds land on my belly, not an experience I am fond of.

Since cold weather set in it takes me a little longer to get ready. Sweat pants, t-shirt, jacket, shoes and gloves all have to go on. At this rate when it gets to zero I will have to sleep in my outer wear to get him out the door on time.

Why are dogs so particular about where they poop. Boss stands and sniffs and sniffs and then takes off dragging me like a wooden pull toy. He abruptly stops and more sniffing goes on. This scene is repeated several times. Finally the right smells and texture of grass come together and the deed takes place.

That puppy better learn to choose sooner or he will become an icicle.


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