So it’s tried to snow during the early morning hours of many days this week. Thankfully it didn’t stick. Snow be thou GONE!!!
On second thought, maybe I should pray that it hangs around.
After two straight days of near freezing constant downpour the sun peaked itself out from behind our ever present clouds…
a conversation like this ensued when my husband called me from work.
“Hi Hon, how’s your afternoon going?” Prince Erik
‘O.K. I’m a little tired. Hope decided to take off on me again today.’
‘The weather must be getting warmer.’
‘Wearing only her underwear.’
‘It must really be getting warmer.’
Fortunately when I discovered the little vanishing sprite gone it was about the same time I ran into the neighbor bringing her home. The little vexing vixen.
I guess Hope considers 49 degree’s warm enough to strip down and prance around outside.
So the couch is now blocking the back door.
Heaven help us when the temperatures rise above 50 degree’s Fahrenheit, or when she discovers that the couch is easy enough to push out of the way.
And Heaven help the neighbor’s view because she might turn into a streaker.
Maybe I should purchase her this little tutu from Sugar Plum Fairy Princess.
Although I may have to replace those tiny jingle bells with Cow bells in order to hear the little sneak.