Snow Again! (And Still No Flowers)

Hello everyone. This is The Daily Bone and I'm your chilly doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel.

On February 27, I wrote about the return of the summer birds, namely those noisy screeching grackles. Since then, we've had a few big snow storms and several snow squalls. Hahahaha! The entire Great Grackle Flying PTA (Poop Tossers Association) is probably huddled in a bush somewhere, shivering their shiny tail feathers off!

 But that's March in Western New York!

The weatherman says this cold weather isn't going anywhere fast. So we still have no flowers! But check out this picture my Uncle John in Tonawanda took:

You might think these are pretty white flowers. But they're not. This is hoarfrost that formed on the tips of the grass that are sticking out of the water in this little pond. Amazing!

Well, I'm not complaining about the wintry weather.

The King of Spain

Hello my loyal readers and serfs! (Or is that smurfs?) Anyway, this is The Daily Bone and I'm your aristocratic doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel.

Dad has been really interested in researching his ancestry for quite a while. He can track his relatives back hundreds of years, and spends lots of time squinting at fuzzy old documents from churches and towns in places like Finland and Cornwall, searching for more connections. I'll bet in a couple years, he'll be tracking his forefathers back to the Cave Man Days! Hooray!

So I did a little research about myself. Do you know what I found out? Spaniel means someone from Spain! Yes, spaniels of all types originally came from Spain. There is even a possibility that cocker spaniels sailed on the Mayflower with the pilgrims! 

However, I seem to have lost that awesome Spanish accent. Now I'm just a regular pup, and not pretentious at all! Well, unless it comes to squeaky toys. Whenever one of my humans comes home from work or shopping or whatever, I find my favorite squeaky toy or tennis ball and prance around with it to show them that I am the proud owner of said squeaky toy, and you can't have it! Nope, nope, nope. The tennis ball is always MINE! 

Hey Dad, hurry up with that pizza! 

No Flowers Outside Today

Hello. This is The Daily Bone and I'm your savvy doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel. 

Today it was snowing on and off all day. It came down in big, fat flakes. But the wind blew it all sideways so it didn't amount to much.

But there's been plenty of birdie drama! Check out this guy! He was hanging around all day eating suet and seeds at the window box birdie feeder. 

Hi.

I decided to interview him. He said his name is Ziggy Stardust and he's a starling. 

And I'm a star!

Really? What are you starring in? 

I am the star of this box!

Then he jumped into the window box feeder and took a nap. I hope he doesn't think the birdie feeder box is his private domain. 

Well, Debbie Dove came along and kicked him right out of there!

Wake up dummy! This feeder is for all of us!

That was a short career!

Ghostwriter said that starling didn't look anything like David Bowie anyway. (Whoever that is!) Then she said, if you know who that is then you're as old as she is! 

Huh?

Yes, it was a very weird day too!

In other news, the Stodgy Robin Society has reverted to combat mode. There was about a dozen of them hanging around the hawthorn tree all day, sizing each other up and chasing each other around. Ghostwriter said they're all the male robins competing for territory. So I went over to see if I could settle their dispute. They all flew away. And then it started snowing again. 

Harumph!

Meanwhile, at my kitty cat cousins' house: 

Egads brother! It's a stinkbug of doom!

Oh, I almost forgot. It's Flower Friday. I looked everywhere but I couldn't find any flowers! 

Except this one:

Lily.

Wow! Some Good News!

Hello everyone. This is a special edition of The Daily Bone and I'm your excited doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel.

For my first story, last night at 11:56pm a new member of our family was born. 

Her name is Lily and she's Ryan's little sister.

Ghostwriter and Dad went to see her today, but didn't stay long. Lily and her mom and dad were very tired. Hopefully they will bring Lily to my house to visit sometime soon. I can't wait to meet her!

My next piece of good news is that one of our favorite artists has just started a new face book page. My humans have known Sunny since she was in grade school. She's our Jessy's best friend. Please pop over to her page and see the beautiful artwork. 

neonbobcat

In other news, the silver maple tree is blooming.

The Stodgy Robin Society has returned in force. There are flocks of sparrows and all kinds of finches. The chickadees show up at the birdie feeders in the middle of the day when the bigger birdies are taking their naps. Pretty clever! 

Yup! It's been a good news day! 

The Big Snow

Greetings friends and fans. This is The Daily Bone and I'm your snow bound doggie reporter

Chester L. W. Spaniel.

It looked like this on Thursday night at 10pm: 

By midnight it looked like this:

In the morning it was a winter wonderland! 

Whoa! A bit deep, I'd say.

Here's Dad clearing the driveway. That was a big job! Around here, they call this heart attack snow, because it's so heavy. It's a good thing he had the roaring dragon noisy scary snow machine blower monster thing to help out!

The snow on the bush at the right looks like a gargoyle.

Ghostwriter had to go to work. Fortunately the snow plows had been working all night and the roads were in good shape.

Today the snow is already starting to melt a bit. But it's still pretty deep and heavy. 

I haven't seen any squirrels around the last couple days. I think the snow's too deep for them!

Squirrels. Pfft!

It was kind of tough for me to zoom around in it too. 

It's up to my chin here!

But I got lots of yum yum doggie treats for posing out in the snow.

We actually saw a little sunshine this afternoon. But it soon clouded over again. 

Here are a few more snow pictures for our friends who live in warmer climates. 

View from front door.

Window birdie feeder.

Dad's car.

Jason's car.

Along Route 15.

Geese flying.

Ryan had some fun in the snow and went sledding with his family today. 

Hooray! 

One other story from this week: Ghostwriter was driving home along the NY State Thruway after visiting Oma on Monday. Just before the Pembroke exit, all traffic was made to exit because of one crazy guy. See link to article below. Ghostwriter got stuck in a huge traffic jam, as all the thruway traffic, including trucks, got rerouted along the country roads and then through the town of Batavia. It took her several extra hours to get home that day!

local/state-police-shut-down-thruway-between-leroy-batavia-exits

Oh, and a quick note to all our Blogville friends. Our Oma has been sick and was in the hospital last week. She's getting better now. But we've gotten behind on reading everyone's bloggies. We'll try to catch up as best we can.