Snowed

So this was yesterday, a foot of crappy snow. CRAPPY snow. I hate snow. It's cold and requires massive amounts of man power to shovel away from walkways, porches, sidewalks, driveways, cars, whatever else. Then you have to drive to work through it, and YUCK, that sucks, too.



You see when I said manpower, I meant man power. Although the way this picture was photographed makes it look like Ibrahim has a white hole almost smack dab through the middle of his chest.

The dog didn't know what the hell to do with snow either, although he's lived through three winters up here, he still gets disoriented by it every single winter snow storm. I leash him up, we plow resolutely outside, only to have him wag his tail halfheartedly once we get through the door. Then I get this disdainful doggy look like, "Why in samhill did you force me out into this crap, stupid?!"

Which, incidentally, is exactly how I feel about the situation, too.