Ha roo, pups and cool cats, it's me - Zim! As many of you know, we got smacked with a Winter Storm over the weekend. Or as Ammy kept asking, "How can they call it a Winter Storm, if it's Spring?" I must say, she has a valid point there.
So... Thursday, it was in the 60s. We'd heard the bipeds on TV and radio talking about a Winter Storm warning for our area, but we don't usually believe them. We trust our own Meteorologist; she's never been wrong about snow! We can't say that about the bipeds.
Anyroo... she went out and checked ...
...then made her prediction:
Yep! We have snow coming!
Like I said, she's never been wrong, so even though it was in the 60s, we all believed her. Mom double-checked ...
Yes, I'm sure!
(How could anyone doubt that face?!?!?)
...and let the OP Pack know. The storm was due to hit us before them, so we thought we should give them a heads up!
The next day, there was still no snow... and Mom began to doubt. Just to make sure, she took Am out to check yet again. She was certain it was coming... and while she was out on the deck ... well, check out this picture Am sent our friends in OP (check out her fur!):
Here it comes!
The rest of that day and all through the night, we had lots and lots of bee-roo-tiful, fluffy snow. I even took Mom out at 0400 to enjoy it! It was GREAT! But then... the ice started. Sleet fell, some sort of "wintry mix" fell, and it compressed my snow and made this hard crust of ice on top of it all! It was a slippery, icy mess!
Sure, we were all proud of Ammy for her accurate prediction:
See, Davy? Snow! Lots of snow!
... but honestly, how was I supposed to build a cool snow fort if there's ICE all over everything?
This crust of ice wasn't here at 0400! How am I supposed to make a cool snow fort now?!?
Sorry, Zim. Maybe next Winter/Spring Storm.
To make matters worse, it's almost all melted now and it's supposed to be "nice" today. "Nice" according to the bipeds. Oh well. On to the next adventure!