|The view from the edge...|
|Fancy a game of basketball? Uhhh... no.|
|Only place the river wasn't frozen was where water was dripping off the bridge.|
|At the far end of the under-bridge stretch, ice and snow greeted us. A bit tricky, but passable.|
|Here's my "drowned rat"...|
As you can see, he was looking like Opie Taylor with freckles. And this was the halfway point. In all fairness to him, the big one between his nose and right eye is actually chocolate from licking out a glass of chocolate milk yesterday afternoon. But I wouldn't want to be TOO fair. The only way I could keep him out of the very gooeiest stretch of mud was to shorten his leash to the hilt. Even then, he made a b-line right for the slop on the way back. And I mean a B-LINE.
The fascination with goop between the toes had it's drawbacks- he spent the first 15 minutes home in the shower. I found it somewhat amusing, last night I had a nightmare about the dumb butt trying to get drowned in a flooded basement- and he darn near drowned in the shower today!
BTW, for the two or three of you that actually care, the NHFFL link has the latest update on the hockey situation. My teams are struggling in the playoffs, and need all the help they can get!