January 14th, 2013

A bitter day in the Upper Valley. Yes, it was cold and there was a stinging wind. But it was clear and beautiful to look at. It wasn’t the weather that ripped my heart out.

We lost Ralph today. (Yes, we checked under the bed. Don’t be a smartass.)

He couldn’t stand on his own anymore. His footing, after I hoisted him to his feet, was shaky. More times than I care to remember, he fell. He was frustrated. I hope he wasn’t in pain, but I know he wasn’t comfortable.

I know it was the right decision. I know it was best for Ralph.

But, my big buddy is gone.

A Fresh Snow

Just a skiff overnight.

But you may notice something odd about this picture. Mac is home, but his pick-up is not. Could that, coupled with the fact that Mac now has Rivers Edge Towing and Taylor's Auto Repair on speed dial on his phone mean that the red truck has been a bad boy?

Or could it be that the poor little pick-up was abducted by aliens, and they are holding it ransome until Mac forks over a small fortune?

Or is that the same thing?

‘Tis the Twelfth Night of Christmas!

Hope you all gave your loved ones twelve drummers drumming today. Richard was napping so it wasn’t all that greatly appreciated here. Oh, and it wasn’t really twelve drummers: it was more like one man with a pot and a wooden spoon, two dogs thumping their tails, one cat screaming and a second cat hiding in the loft. But the thought was there, in its own weird way.



As the old saying goes!

QUACK!!!

QUACK!!!

QUACK!!!

Beverage du Jour

I like to call it the Fortified Cranberry Spritzer.

1 part vanilla vodka

1 part cranberry liquer

1 part soda water

Stir and serve on the rocks. After three or four of these, you're younger, better looking, more intelligent and able to stagger to bed without the help of... who am I kidding... you're going to need help.

Tell me it ain't true!

We have to wait until midnight! OMG, am I screwed!

Happy New Year

If only I could party as hearty as the cats!