As of 2:00 on Christmas morning, I am still sleeping on a camp mattress and a pile of blankets in my living room at the apartment, because no one was available to help Uncle Wes move furniture in. This is Night 3. Last night I had to go Old School on some Wendy's Chili: I heated it up on the stove top because I didn't have my microwave here yet.
While I'm ecstatic, I don't think Kasey is happy with the move. Her new thing when you tell her to get in the truck is to run off, dig a hole in the snow, bury her head, and then start rolling around. When we go after her, she runs farther into the snow. Once Wednesday, I left her at the house with Uncle Wes because she ran back to the house and sat on the carport steps to go inside rather than get in the truck. She gave my friends Kay and Katie heart attacks yesterday at Kay's house because she ran across the street and behind the houses, towards the Chesapeake Bay.
None of us were in any condition to go running after her, and we were all relieved when Kasey came right back. It took me putting a leash on Kasey and giving her the command to get in the truck, with a reinforcing tug on her collar, to finally get her to load up. I hope that this is just a phase and she soon realizes that she has a new home, Mom isn't leaving her, and she'll still get Unkie time to go for her long walks. I plan on leaving her at the house during my dialysis treatments so that she'll be there when Uncle Wes gets home from work. That will give them enough time to enjoy their walks before I get back from dialysis.
A Baltimore Gas & Electric truck came down the road Sunday afternoon and got stuck. They had to send another big truck in to pull it out. Once the trail was "forged," however, one of the neighbors got in and out, so some of us, including me, with 4WD did as well. It was very slow going required 4WD, and as of Thursday evening the road still had not been plowed, but everyone can get in and out as they need to.
...and as per what has become her snowy tradition, here is Kasey Kay making her Kasey Angel outside my apartment patio.











































































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Merry Christmas, Beth!
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