Today's one of the coldest day's we've had so far this season. It was only 19° when we got up this morning, and doesn't really feel much warmer out there now. Plus we got a smattering of snow. It'll probably vanish if we get any sun at all, even as cold as it is, but the sun is hiding today.
Rocky and I took a much shorter walk than usual this morning. I bundled up as much as I could, even wore an extra layer of clothing. Rocky just went as he was. But he probably still was warmer than I was. Though, really, I was bundled up enough that I didn't feel the cold as much as I might have. Other than my head. I couldn't find my hat. I wore my neckwarmer all the way up over the top of my head, which helped keep my ears from freezing, but an extra layer would have helped me feel warmer.
It wouldn't have helped, though, to keep my glasses from freezing to my face. I wore my sunglasses, since even with the sun hiding, the snow made things bright out there. But it wasn't too long into the walk before the bridge of the glasses felt like a bar of ice across the bridge of my nose. Ugh.
Even so, I was considering taking the 1.8 walk we usually did. I didn't really want to, since besides the cold, the snow had turned icy in spots. I was taking things very slow (to Rocky's impatience), since I tended to be afraid that I'd suddenly slip and fall. Since I haven't been able to get our pace even up to 3 miles per hour on good days, we were probably walking less than a mile an hour. Another day or so, even without things warming up, should get rid of most of the ice/snow.
But at one of the first places where we had a choice of a longer/shorter walk, Rocky suddenly started limping, hopping along, not putting one of his feet down on the ground. I let him lie down for a moment, and he cleaned the bottom of his feet, after which he bounded off again. So I decided to take the shorter walk. But still, twice more the dog had to stop and clean his feet with his teeth. Makes me glad I'm not a dog. I wouldn't want to have to chew on gravelly snow/ice. If it weren't for getting ice between his toes, I bet Rocky would have been glad to stay out there even longer, though I think even he was glad to get home and out of the cold for a bit.
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Thursday, January 12, 2012
Monday, March 28, 2011
Spring Snow, and Non-Escaping Dog
Funny, last week, it was so warm we had all the windows open and were wearing shorts. Now, as soon as the weekend came, it turned cold, and even snowed. It snowed all afternoon yesterday, and didn't stop until sometime late last night. Of course, for most of the afternoon, it didn't stick at all, just turned everything wet and yucky. Overnight, it did start to stick though. Just enough to cover the grass and the tree-branches. Not enough to actually stick to the roads or driveways. The snow was still there when we got up, and when I took the dog out, but it didn't stay around much longer. Pretty much as soon as the sun hit it, it was gone. Fortunately.
I'm from Michigan, so I'm used to having nice weather, then snow again the first week of spring. But even there, we didn't usually get shorts weather before hand.
I think it's now been several months since the dog escaped. Which means that we've gotten considerably better at keeping ahold of him, rather than that he's reformed at all. I can tell that he's still longing to race around the park all day, chasing squirrels and cats and whatever else he'd find, and coming home filthy, soaked, and tired. Then, of course, he'd have to go through the horrors of a bath (why does he like playing in the water so much and hate baths?), and spend the next day or two barely able to move with his sore muscles. Of course, delayed consequences don't discourage him much at all. Even that bad cut on his foot last spring, and the six weeks wearing the cone of shame and hardly being let out of the house didn't discourage him, either. That was hard work keeping him cooped up like that. The first week or so was easy, since he didn't feel like moving, but after that he felt better, and was back to his bouncy self, and couldn't understand why we weren't taking him for any walks other than right around the house, and just long enough to do his business.
I'm from Michigan, so I'm used to having nice weather, then snow again the first week of spring. But even there, we didn't usually get shorts weather before hand.
I think it's now been several months since the dog escaped. Which means that we've gotten considerably better at keeping ahold of him, rather than that he's reformed at all. I can tell that he's still longing to race around the park all day, chasing squirrels and cats and whatever else he'd find, and coming home filthy, soaked, and tired. Then, of course, he'd have to go through the horrors of a bath (why does he like playing in the water so much and hate baths?), and spend the next day or two barely able to move with his sore muscles. Of course, delayed consequences don't discourage him much at all. Even that bad cut on his foot last spring, and the six weeks wearing the cone of shame and hardly being let out of the house didn't discourage him, either. That was hard work keeping him cooped up like that. The first week or so was easy, since he didn't feel like moving, but after that he felt better, and was back to his bouncy self, and couldn't understand why we weren't taking him for any walks other than right around the house, and just long enough to do his business.
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
Missouri Weather
It has been closer to "normal" weather this week. The three storms that hit over Christmas break weren't really that unusual, except that they all hit in such a short period of time, without any time in between for the snow to melt. And that it was so cold, too.
The snow is all gone now, and has been for a few weeks, except, of course, for the piles in various parking lots. Those'll probably be there until spring. We've had a few flurries in the mean-time, and about a week where we didn't see the sun at all, with several days of winter fog. That was rather depressing.
I figured that today would be another day where we didn't see the sun, since the clouds seemed so thick this morning. But by this afternoon, it's grown brighter again, and the sun is out.
I've heard (not from the weather forecasters, just from people talking) that the weather in February is supposed to be like it was in December, that the storms that whacked us in December are making their way all the way around the globe, and will be hitting us again. It's too early to see how true that is, but somehow I doubt that a series of storms could keep their coherency that long, across several continents and oceans. It may be that I'm just underestimating the stubbornness of storms, though. I know that once hurricanes start reaching a large expanse of dry land, they start breaking up, so that we in Missouri only receive the faintest brush from them. We can get some good thunderstorms out of them (especially if the warm, moist air from the south hits some particularly cool air from the north), but that's about it.
But, anyway, it's been almost warm outside these last couple of days. Warm for January/February, anyway. This type of weather would be downright cold in August. I hope it stays that way for a while. But you know what they say about Missouri weather. If you don't like it, wait a day, it'll change.
The snow is all gone now, and has been for a few weeks, except, of course, for the piles in various parking lots. Those'll probably be there until spring. We've had a few flurries in the mean-time, and about a week where we didn't see the sun at all, with several days of winter fog. That was rather depressing.
I figured that today would be another day where we didn't see the sun, since the clouds seemed so thick this morning. But by this afternoon, it's grown brighter again, and the sun is out.
I've heard (not from the weather forecasters, just from people talking) that the weather in February is supposed to be like it was in December, that the storms that whacked us in December are making their way all the way around the globe, and will be hitting us again. It's too early to see how true that is, but somehow I doubt that a series of storms could keep their coherency that long, across several continents and oceans. It may be that I'm just underestimating the stubbornness of storms, though. I know that once hurricanes start reaching a large expanse of dry land, they start breaking up, so that we in Missouri only receive the faintest brush from them. We can get some good thunderstorms out of them (especially if the warm, moist air from the south hits some particularly cool air from the north), but that's about it.
But, anyway, it's been almost warm outside these last couple of days. Warm for January/February, anyway. This type of weather would be downright cold in August. I hope it stays that way for a while. But you know what they say about Missouri weather. If you don't like it, wait a day, it'll change.
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