Winter Light

There’s sno on the tops and The Boss has his big jacket on.
I have my curls on.
Once the sno arrives the temperatures are never the same and The Bossess is talking about the Winter Duvet so I recon it’s near enough. I chased some sticks today and The Boss….Bless him….managed not to chuck them in the lake not that it would have stopped ME but the curls don’t dry like they do in warmer times and he is probably overly protective which is exactly like it should be. 

There was a major disaster tonight. 

The Coffee machine fluffed it’s Gibble and refused to grind beans. The Bossess was so upset that she was demanding that The Boss climbed a step ladder and replaced lightbulbs so he could see better to fix it.  He couldn’t, as fluffed Gibbles are very tricky and usually require spare parts that are imported specially from the end of the earth. Sorta like cheese coated Eucanuba. Oh don’t even think about THAT! 

This is not good…not good at all…I think I will hide in my basket tomoro morning while plan “B” is tested.
Oh dear Oh dear Oh dear….

Pawscript Those who kno him understand that coffee is NOT The Boss’s preferred brew….Right!

Oh D…….

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