ELLIE: Mr. Waffles, is not it the fallacious time of the 12 months for all that white stuff?
WAFFLES: That is a LOT of white stuff.
ELLIE: It appears taller that YOU, Mr. Waffles.
WAFFLES: No method, Ellie. I am tremendous tall. You already know, for a good-looking mancat and all.
ELLIE: You are not that tall, Mr. Waffles.
WAFFLES: I’m too tall. I am going to present you.
ELLIE: Okay, Mr. Waffles. Do you continue to really feel tremendous tall? Possibly it is best to go on the deck and see how deep the white stuff actually is.
WAFFLES: Yeah, no.
Whereas our east coast mates have been sweltering in 90+ diploma warmth, we had a spring snowstorm or epic proportions. Wo a lot snow fell, that Glogirly could not even get to the one ski space nonetheless open in Colorado. Interstate 70 and the mountain go each shut down because of the excessive situations.
Ellie and Waffles know simply what to do when the snow begins flying although.
Here is the view off our again deck the morning after. The snow is melting FAST. What was over 18″ is
now just some.
The hummingbirds did not let a bit snowfall cease them from having fun with their breakfast!
In the meantime, again on the bed room napping chair…