So, as I was telling you, my sister declared herself on "Snow Watch!" and I declared myself on "Snow Watch!" and then I said "Let's keep a journal of our snow watching endeavor." And she said "OK!" And she just might but I have to tell you she is a hard working woman with little extra time. Nonetheless, I have started a snow journal. I felt like a fool cutting up all those grocery bags to make my journal but I love that type of paper and wanted the journal to look a bit funky. So far it does!I wanted to feature a particular page in my snow journal here on my blog. I did this page as a tribute to our dog Charlie. Charlie died on January 10, 2008 at the ripe old age of 13. She and I had a love hate relationship. When she first came to be our dog, she could not be confined. She would climb or claw her way out of any situation. She killed cats in her youth and I wont even go into how often that broke my heart. Charlie was scared to death of storms and would tear the back door off our house to get inside. (She was an outside dog). One day during a storm she got into the house and climbed the stairs to the upstairs bedrooms. I have no idea where she was heading. You need to know that Charlie loved getting wet in the pond and creek near our house. She probably would have been a great hunting dog but we aren't into that so her gift was wasted. I came to love Charlie because she was always so interested in what I was doing. I could be planting flowers, or going to the mail box or going for a walk and Charlie was a part of it.Whenever I came home from work she was there to welcome me with that sweet look on her face. The morning that I opened the front door and found that she had died in her bed was the coldest morning of the winter regardless of the temperature. Charlie was a good dog.
