The snow-pocalypse is getting started, so like the southerners stocking up on bread and milk, I should do something to be more prepared.
In the shed, the firewood on top is low-grade salvage wood that is fine for mild weather in the fall and spring. For a blizzard, I need big chunks of maple or oak. The yard panzer is great for grabbing a bin of premium firewood.
Okay, I also wanted to see how it drove in the snow.
It’s 2o below zero, so Sparky wanted to wear the fleece jumper I made for him a couple of days ago.
Sparky says this is a high-traffic pinch point because it’s the easiest way to get passed the highway fence. If I can get him a Mosin–Nagant, he says the coyote problem will be resolved.
Karl may have one. Hell, Karl may have Häyhä old rifle. He collects all kinds of stuff, and has a good opinion of Sparky. Karl could have a Suomi KP/-31, but he’d never let a dog use a submachine gun.
Where the hell did this come from?
Yesterday evening, Sparky and I sat out in the cool damp for a while. It was so pleasant, I thought about getting out my pipe.
Yeah, a cookie, a little trophy, or something for being so meticulous.
Well, not me, because I blew the smoke detector deadline by 7 months, but the prospect of some recognition would have been motivational.
I had a brain wave and checked Amazon to see when I bought the last set of smoke detectors. That’s not bad, I’m only 7 months late. The old smoke detectors are testing okay so I wasn’t in peril. That’s better than I’d expected.
I also scheduled an email to be sent to myself in 2036 to change the smoke detectors.
I am on fire today.
Sparky doesn’t understand why I keep tethering him outside for a few minutes as I test each new install.
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