Are You Ready for Sno-maggedon?

It's on the way. Weather forecasters are telling us a substantial snow will be starting tonight and continue throughout tomorrow. We could see up to 10 inches before it's all over. But wait! There's more!

On Monday, our "high" temperature is supposed to be only 0 (zero) degrees, thanks to a polar vortex (yikes!) sending arctic air straight at us. This will bring the coldest temps we've had around here in more than a decade. On every channel, the weathermen (or weather ladies) are so excited they can barely contain themselves. There's nothing like a weather calamity to demonstrate what real troopers they are. Each one smiles giddily while orchestrating a tag team of non-stop weather broadcasting. I suppose it's the weather people's version of the Boston Marathon...pushing, pushing, pushing all the way to the finish line.

I've come to the conclusion that snow days have morphed into yet another holiday. We talk about them, plan for them, and get so excited we run to the grocery store in anticipation, because everybody knows you can't enjoy a holiday without plenty of good food. Consequently, store shelves that once were bursting with bread, milk, and chili beans have been picked cleaner than a Thanksgiving turkey.

My pantry is full and I have several good books to read. I'm ready to hunker down and enjoy a bit of our Sno-mageddon holiday. I hope you are, too.

And while you're hunkering, remember snow and frigid temps are NOT critter-friendly. Please bring in your pets and put out some food to help birds and other wildlife make it through the storm.

Brrrrrr! Baby, it's gonna get cold outside!

Looking for a Mini-Me?

I have a very talented blogger buddy. She can crochet anything. And I do mean anything.

Each one of the above pictured critters were modeled from a photograph. Yep, that's right. A pet owner can send photos of their kitty, pup, squirrel...you name it, and Miss Lynne will create a "mini-me" version of the original. These awesome one-of-a-kind creations would make a perfect gift, Christmas ornament, collectible for display, or new pal just to hang out with.

For details on how to purchase your own mini-me, hop over to check out the Mini-Me Shop. You'll be amazed at the sample pictures.

Lynne is also a very talented watercolor artist, not to mention Chief Blog Secretary for her cutie-pie chihuahua kids. I always enjoy visiting Dip-Dip and the Bridge for news from across the pond. You will, too. But be forewarned...today's post is a bit, well, "R" rated.

Everything I Do

Isn't it awesome to have critters by your side when you sit at the computer to work? I swear they could be clear in the next county until the moment I'm in front of that screen.

Some choose to crawl under the desk and artfully tangle at least one dozen wires around their bodies. On an exceptional day, they're able to disconnect a few, too.

Some prefer to knock over books or sit on top of papers. Only the important ones, mind you, because nobody cares about junk.

The keyboard is another popular place for furry friends to perch. I surmise the comfort level must be exceptionally high, with an orthopedic alphabet cushioning every move.

Then we have the nose nudges. This helps create such literary masterpieces as:

We woped doqn the entere poace with spft cluthes.

Perhaps I can claim to write in code.

Critters, critters, everywhere. I guess its the nature of critter love. So thanks, guys. Thanks for demanding desiring to be part of everything I do.

Anytime we can help, Mom. Anytime...

Critter Sitting for the Crew

Welcome to the Real Critters of Wahler City, where high drama occurs every time a tasty morsel of food hits the floor. Meet our cast of characters:

Bogey, a fabulous feline able to navigate any obstacle and reduce even the finest furniture to tatters. His latest mission is to circulate a petition declaring once and for all that cats are kings and dogs are duds. Better sign on. He doesn't take no for an answer.

Brady, a convicted dog burglar with a rap sheet 10 pages long. He can steal a lifesaver straight out of your mouth while leaving behind only minimal evidence (bruises and a few teeth marks) of said larceny. Ouch.

Tinker Bell, Queen of all she surveys. The big boys don't back down for much, but Tink knows how to keep them in line...and without ruining her new coiffure.

Indy, the original member of the group. Not that he's OCD or anything, but this guy can lick even the toughest nut (or anything else for that matter) into warm oatmeal. His tongue has been certified as a deadly weapon. Don't come near him without a towel.

Life with these four critters is busy and demanding. But someone must be the mastermind in control of the pack. Who can handle them? Is there anyone able to keep this sixteen-pawed planet from spinning out of control?

I've got the food. I've got the medicine. I've got the Resolve. Heck, I've even got the watermelon.

Okay, everybody, Mom's here and she's ready. Bring it on.