New Resident

 Amazon delivered a new resident to our home a few weeks ago.  Mom said it was a Christmas present from Dad (he said that wasn't really what he wanted to get her but it was what she said she wanted.)

I don't know about this one.  Dad calls it "Cuffy".  I can't tell if it's a dog or a cat or what.

Mom can make it come to her when she calls.  Just like me.  But she has to use her phone to do it and she doesn't give it a treat when it comes.  It pays more attention to Mom than it does to Dad (just like me, hee hee.)

Sometimes it barks something I don't understand, but Mom seems to know what it means and she goes to find it to help it.  Once she had to pull Dad's sneakers out of its mouth.  At least I know you're not supposed to eat up Dad's sneakers.  Yeesh.  This thing is dumb. 

So why does Mom act like she really likes it?  She says Cuffy keeps the dust off the floor.  And I guess that must be true, because even I can tell that the floors are clean and Mom doesn't have to take out those nasty vacuums and steam cleaners every week anymore.  At least that's a benefit.

As long as it doesn't start eating my food, I guess I can let it stay.  It doesn't really bother me much.  Maybe we'll get to be friends after awhile.  I'll give it a chance anyway.

Hope you have better friends than Cuffy!

Love, G 

It's Graupelling!

 Guess what!  We had a winter snow storm come through the desert and while you all on the east coast were getting lots of snow, we got graupel.

Merriam-Webster (that's some really smart person who knows what everything in the world is) says that graupel is snow pellets or sometimes its called soft hail.  I don't know about that.  It sure looked like snow to me.

It was really cold when we went for a walk.  Mom said it was 38 degrees and she wore gloves and a scarf.  We don't wear those things very much here in the desert, so you know it was really cold.  At least for us.

There was real snow on the mountains.  

And they said that just 3 miles north of us, Scottsdale had snow instead of graupel.  But I'd rather have graupel.  It's more fun to say!

Anyway, the graupel melted quickly as did the snow on the mountains.  It's three days later and it's 77 degrees.  That's more like desert weather.

Hope you are enjoying your snow or your graupel (or your 77 degrees!)

Love, G