Remember how I've told you about Little Ben's ability to predict a storm? Well, he did it again.
Ben (aka Beaner) is my 4-y-o Chocolate Lab. He's somewhat timid, but absolutely delightful. Tosses toys into the air, attacks them, snarls at them. Very playful.
Well, night before last he tucked his tail between his legs and cowered next to me, shaking and shivering. I went outside to see what was going on. Of course, I found nothing. Just a light drizzle.
Still, Ben insisted things weren't good, so I made preparations in case the electricity went out. Two and a half hours later, the storm hit. Lightning, thunder and torrential rain. Unbelievable.
I still can't get over the fact that he can know there's a storm coming -- when it's still several hours away.
Anyone else have pets that *know* these things, 2 to 3 hours ahead of time?
Next morning, it rained again, then began to freeze. Eventually, the snow came. A beautiful, soft snow. Huge flakes.
What made it even more delightful is that the birds came for seed, just a few feet away from my window. I watched them for quite awhile. I even threw fresh seed out for them, as the fresh snow was quickly covering the feeders and the seed on the deck.
I counted at least 8 redbirds at one time. What a sight, that beautiful red up against the snowy white. Something to see.
I'm going to close so I can work on Monday's newsletter. Mustn't be late with it. I'll talk with you soon, though.
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