2-8-08 VERMONT: We came up on the sixth to find the house unshoveled and unplowed. Scott, the shoveler, is away on a family emergency, and Eric, the plower, has truck problems. Country life. The neighbors did some neighborly shoveling in their absence the day before our arrival, but the six inches of snow that fell after they shoveled hid their generous work. The night after our arrival there was another foot of snow. Judy shoveled, I shoveled, two local boys pinch-shoveled and the plower arrived, and now we’re ok until tomorrow’s storm. In the pasture the snow level is almost to the second rail of the three rail fence. The piles around the house have turned the porch into a tunnel. The dogs walk off the deck onto the shovel piles, usually that’s an eight-foot drop.
Yesterday we drove to Goffstown, NH, through the snow storm, to pick up the new puppy, Gus, from the breeder Marsha Seifert. Gus seems very easy-going so far. The other dogs are all adjusting. Sam’s attitude is “whatever.” Chloe has surprised us by starring as the the friendly auntie. Nick has surprised us by being resentful and aloof and growling when Gus tries to initiate play. Hopefully it’ll all work out.
Gus.
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