My sister had my daughter in hysterics yesterday describing her beagle terrier as Muddy-Muddy-Paw-Paw. We went on a walk with the kids and dog. Let's just say Muddy-Muddy-Paw-Paw should be Ruby's nickname. The kids and dog were covered in mud.
While we were walking, some strange dark clouds swirled in above our heads and it started squalling. Snow was coming down so fast the pavement went from gray to white in a matter of moments. It was quite amazing and really neat to be out in it.
Friday, February 20, 2009
DAY 50: Muddy, Muddy, Paw, Paw
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I am so jealous. We never get any good snow here. Not even a squall.
I love the name Muddy-Muddy-Paw-Paw. We use a lot of XY Mc-Z here. Translation in your case would be "Muddy McPaw."
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