Muddy Monday

The anchorman at News Channel 8 called Monday an "Odd January Day". We had a flood watch, high wind warnings, and thunderstorm watches. At the time it was 55 degrees and POURING. In Connecticut! In January! He said the birds were having trouble flying on the shoreline. (Is that even possible??). Here on Huckleberry Hill, the road looked quite drenched and I was glad I could get the shot without leaving the doorway.

His Royal Highness tried to convince Pawpa that his morning constitutional should be deferred. Ultimately, he was unsuccessful due to the fact that he weighs 18 pounds and Pawpa .. um .. somewhat more. When he was .. ahem .. lovingly persuaded to venture farther than the doorway, he consented to proceed. Upon his return from a very abbreviated visit to the great outdoors, King Gizmo returned to his favorite position in the living room ... sleeping on the weekly circular for Home Depot.

Before he completely zoned out, however, he asked me to say "Welcome" to Mistaya's M.O.M. and twinkietinydog who came over to visit from Jack's blog. We are going to stop over to see you two too!