I have a very ironic beginning to today’s column. I wasn’t actually going to start with this, but now, because of what just happened, I am.
With climate change, and the possibility that there could be winters with deeper snow coming our way more often, I was going to tell you that if you get a fence installed to keep your dogs in, and others out, not to mention deer and intruders in general, maybe go for a six-foot, instead of five.
Because…the drifts can pile up pretty quick, making it now a two or three foot fence in places, and poochie may be able to jump over, or others in. Mine’s five-feet, black chain link. Looks nice, wish it was six.
Because — as I sat down to write today’s column, I let my rescue Pyrenees pooch, just spayed a week and a bit ago, out in the backyard to pee. She’s not allowed strenuous exercise yet, or to play with my other Pyrenees rescue. Don’t want to rip those stitches out, like she did once already.
I call from the door, “Clementiiiiine”…nothing. Ah well she does that once in a while. Get my hat, coat, boots, head out and around the yard calling when suddenly, there she is, tail wagging, looking at me…from the other side of the fence! She found a higher drift, and being the brilliant girl she is, jumped over. Thank God the stitches appear intact.
The only good out of this? Now at least I know she won’t run away. Wow. She’s been on sedatives while healing. Ran out on the weekend. I just ordered another week’s worth, for her, and for me. Mercy.
So fence? Trust me. Six feet.
What I was going to start with today was a climb up on my roof to show you and me, after all this cold and snow, my bathroom vent status, and it did not disappoint. I found a work of art over mine, which I easily removed, then took a look at the snow depth in general up there. No surprise. Lots. In one section, I normally push from the peak of the garage area, down onto the sun room roof, and off the edge, but with the snow build up this year, that would completely cover my sun room windows, like right to the eaves. That’s no good, and with all the shrubs and bushes there, I couldn’t get at it to shovel it out. So I guess I’ll be pushing it all sideways, off the west side of the roof, which will be awkward, and a lot more work. Ah well, it just may be that I need the exercise.
I also see some ice damming building up along the edge of the sun roof, so that will be dealt with once I clear the rest of the roof off. Oh good, something to do.
But enough about my place (for today). I asked a few friends how this big windy snowy winter is impacting their lives. Any interesting anecdotes you might like to pass along? Here’s a couple.
Charlene McElroy: “Electric furnace broke down three times, have pails under three bathroom fans, snow must be piling up, and melting down through them. I ain’t turning them on. Scary! Lol.”
Good thinking. I think you better call a friend.
Ok. Let’s wrap on one that would drive anyone stark raving mad!
From Michael Gillespie: “My wife Cathy left Sobeys one -25 C day with a cart of groceries. She put her purse in the front seat of the car and proceeded to put the groceries in the trunk. As she closed the trunk, the car started by itself and locked all the doors. Keys inside the purse…locked in the car.”
That does it. Bartender, a round on the house. Have a great weekend folks.
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