There is still 5 feet of snow surrounding our house, but Spring seemed to arrive over the weekend. After such a long, tedious winter, it feels great to hear robins chirping in the morning, and feel the slight heat of the morning sun across my face as I wake up. Spring and fall are my favourite seasons in part because just when you've had enough of all that warm sunshine and blue sky good stuff (really, another beautiful day?), a cold rainstorm shows up, just when I need one.
I am one of those people who enjoy the white stuff only around Christmas. The minus 35 degrees we are subjected to on a regular basis and windchill factor signals it's time for me to hibernate because I'd rather have my feet tickled until I pee my pants than see or speak to any living thing until May.
Of course, there are two things not on my "best-of" list this time of year: Cleaning up Marla's poop which, if we'd been smart about it, would've been picked up every couple of days during the winter when it's frozen and somewhat easy to get at. Unlike now, where it's melted and squishy and oh-my-god-I'm-going-to-vomit-if-I-describe-this-any-further. You with pets understand exactly what I'm talking about!
And the other thing - our neighbour's two dogs barking constantly at us. We live in the country, but we do have neighbours nearby. We are separated by a creek, and they have a chain link fence & hedges in their backyard - but this does not deter the two dogs from yapping at us from the corner where they've created their own see-through spot as we try to enjoy our own green space. As soon as their dogs are let out, they head straight to the corner facing us and the loud, incessant evening-long serenade begins.
The dogs don't like the fence, apparently.
Apparently, our neighbours are deaf.
I may need to purchase a tranquilizer dart or two.
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