Pokey, Maggie and Toby are our February 10, 2013 Pups of the Week

If you have read my Mom’s whinings the last few days you will know we had a giant buzzard hanging over our area this weekend.  It parked right over us, dumped 21 inches of wet snow, and it breathed so hard it knocked over trees and it’s breath howled around our little home all night long.

Honestly, for Pocket and me, except for a few short trips outside to do our business, which left us cold and wet, it was the best 24 hours of our lives. The power went out at 7:30.  For the next two and a half hours we were able to sit peacefully with no annoying television blaring or bright lights interfering with our napping.

Then we went to bed, the greatest bed ever. We climbed in around 10:00 and except for a couple of trips outside we stayed snuggled in bed for hours, with it freezing outside the bed and warm and toasty under the covers. For us, while the cold, wet, freezing snow was quite problematic, and the howling winds annoying, the Buzzard was Snugglefest 2013 and we wouldn’t have missed it for anything.

Just a few miles to the north of us Pokey, Maggie and Toby didn’t have as pleasant a night.  Their Mom is what is known as a “necessary person” and she had to go to the hospital where she works to help the sick people there.  The Governor who is like the big dog of the state had ordered that no one could drive on the roads but the trio’s Mom is so important he sent her a special pass to drive.

While we were tucked safely in bed with Mommy and Daddy knowing that all of us were safe Pokey, Maggie and Toby had to stay up all night, worried about their Mom traveling and worrying about the Buzzard over head dropping more and more snow and howling like it had it’s foot caught in a buzzard trap.  

And their Mom, while knowing she was safe at work, had to worry about her babies home alone with no human to protect them if the power went out. if the temperature dropped or if a neighboring tree came crashing through the roof. Her work done she hurried home and there was a wonderful reunion at the door when everyone licked, kissed and hugged one another in relief knowing they were all safe from the storm. Then there was one last bad moment for our three friends, they had to to bound through the snow looking for a place to do their business which I can tell you from experience was no day at the beach unless their was a giant buzzard over the beach.

While so many of us on the East Coast were affected by this terrible buzzard we were all able to ride it out together.  Aunt Laura and her babies had to do it apart and that is why we recognize them and are sending them virtual hugs and kisses. May you never go through another bad storm apart.