Who said it never snows in DC?

The labs of the DC metro area are in ecstasy today as the snow falls.  Jake couldn’t be happier to go out and play.  



He even managed to find his Kong buried under a foot of snow.  Instead of peanut butter, it’s filled with melting snow.





My husband mentioned what a disaster it would have been if Zelda had died just one week later.  Perhaps neither of us would have made it to the funeral.

It’s so nice to sit inside with the fireplace on and watch the snow continue to come down and pile up.  I hope the electricity holds out.

I’m feeling better.  Maybe it was the excellent pea soup my kind-hearted neighbor brought over yesterday before it started snowing. She also brought me "The Art of Racing in the Rain," right in line with today's dog theme.

I’m making lots of dog food today, while I read my wonderful new gift book “Eating Animals” by the talented Jonathan Safran Foer.  I’m not sure I’m even going to want to be giving Jake meat in his diet after this book.

Tomorrow I’ll cook a goose and hope it didn’t suffer as it was killed.  Oysters will go in the dressing I’m making.  I wonder if it hurts when their shells are popped open.

All food for thought as the snow continues to fall and still has that pristine, undisturbed look to it.