Not that I have anything to complain about…

…since here at the gulch Spring started in early February this year. But for the rest of you poor frostbit froods…
die winter
Eight days to the official start of Spring! Which, as I recall from my many years in the frozen wastes of Michigan, was an annual cruel joke since Winter refused to take note of the announcement…

I was laying in bed this morning, contemplating the great effort of getting my geriatric ass* out of bed, when it occurred to me that I have immediate need to find out whether Landlady intends to restock the Big Chickenhouse. Because if she doesn’t, that means I can fortify the door and hail the re-institution of Gitmo! Which would be handy sometimes, like next Thursday when I have an eye appointment at the Big Town about 50 miles away. Our 3-year Gitmo-less condition hasn’t been as big a problem as I feared, but there have been times when I came home after an entire day away to find a certain big black hairy dog who shall remain nameless either clenching his ass with his eyes turning browner than usual, or staring shamefacedly out the window and studiously ignoring a noisome brown puddle that is absolutely none of his fault, no sir, some other very large dog broke in here and…

Point is, sometimes LB gets upset. He’s not a wall-ripper or anything, but it does go to his gut and so when LB ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy if you get my drift.

So since I never got around to fencing the front of the Lair, there are some rare times when I would kind of hail the return of Gitmo, is all I’m saying. If the chickens won’t be using it.


*Oh, yeah. It ain’t the years. It’s the mileage.

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8 Responses to Not that I have anything to complain about…

  1. MamaLiberty says:

    Sounds like a good plan, if it’s not going to be used for chickens anymore. Is it too big to drag over to your place. Would be handier, of course.

  2. Joel says:

    I don’t think Landlady would like that. It’s a whole building…

  3. MamaLiberty says:

    Ah, then probably not. 🙂

  4. Ben says:

    Your answer lies in proper doggie toilet training. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SwUqdj7pOEc

  5. sneldip1 says:

    It’s been 50-60 degrees F & sunny all week here in Ann Arbor Joel. “Frozen wastelands” ? Maybe in Ironwood or Ishpeming perhaps, but they get snow into May up there. Obviously been a while since you left the mitten state.

  6. Joel says:

    Huh. I don’t remember it ever doing that in eary March when I lived there…

  7. Robert says:

    sneldip1 (and Joel): Just to keep perspective, I’m in southern Cheesehead country and the record high for today’s date is 71 and the low minus 7. Weather is variable…

  8. Tam says:

    El Nino has been very, very good this year to the part of the country east of the Mississippi and north of the Mason-Dixon.

    I house-sat up in New Hampshire in February for the second time, and the first time it was a frozen wasteland of hip-deep snow everywhere. This time there was hardly any snow on the ground in mid-February and we had a couple shirtsleeve days while I was there.

    Had the top down on the Zed Drei here in Indy today, enjoying the 70-degree day…

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