Snow Day!

Let me start off by saying that I've been off work since Thursday from having my Lasik, and lately I've been kind of stir crazy.  I'll have to admit, though, I was kind of dreading going to work today anyway since doing anything with my eyes for an extended period of time causes them to be just exhausted, on top of being extremely dry right now. Needless to say, staring at a computer screen for 8 or 9 hours was not looking like fun. But more on that later.

I woke up today to find a little bit of snow on the ground, and was kind of surprised when I heard that the schools here were closed because I honestly didn't think it was that bad. Then it started snowing like crazy and I retracted that statement in my head.

Of course, Gus woke up full of energy this morning and before I could even eat my bowl of cereal he was giving me the 3rd degree about playing with him. And you can't ignore it, although I have learned that if I just give him like 10 minutes in the morning, he'll come in and take a nap, thus being a little lot easier to handle.

He absolutely loves the snow. It's been so fun to watch him run around and play in it. He reminds me of this dog in this book that I am reading, The Art of Racing in the Rain, http://www.amazon.com/Art-Racing-Rain-Garth-Stein/dp/0061537934. It's written by a dog (you know what I mean), who recounts his life with his owner who is a race car driver. The dog is old and at the end of his life, and he's ready to die because he believes that he's going to be reincarnated as a man, and he can't wait to become a human because he wants to talk and have opposable thumbs. (Even monkeys have opposable thumbs, and dogs are way smarter than monkeys, he reasons.) So he's kind of cynical about being a dog. The first four chapters made me laugh out loud. But anyway, it kind of makes you wonder what your dog is really thinking, and so the whole time Gus is out playing in the snow I'm thinking of the dog in the book and what Gus might be thinking about playing in the snow. (Consequently, it's also made me rethink telling Gus all the time that he stinks. I know dogs don't really understand what you say all of the time, but it's still kind of funny to think about it.)

Anyway, here are a couple of pictures of him playing in the snow, and a video. He does this thing where he'll drop his ball in his pool and "dig" through the water to try to get to his ball, and I've often wondered what his thought process is behind that. Nonetheless, it makes me laugh. And so that's what he's trying to do in the video: "dig" his ball out of the snow.