Lucky for me, Momma keeps my pee-pee paths clear. Here I have outlined them for you. The one on the left keeps going to the bird feeder and the basement door and on the right is a path to the barn and one to my patio.These paths are quite convenient for doing one's business as I have tried to point out to the pee-wee who seems a bit put off by the whole thing and has taken to storing his, uh, stuff, until he explodes.
Many of my readers have suggested that I might be able to plow paths on my own. Such nonsense. The Mango is a regal and delicate being, not some common draft animal.
Much to my amusement, it seems that certain zoomie beasts have some difficulty maneuvering when the snow is almost over their pointy heads. So in a game of bitey face, I am able to get some good nips in on his behind as he does his drive bys.
This appears to frustrate the little dickens as you can observe from this attempt to jump on my head and grab my stupendous jowls in his shark mouth.I made a movie of snow bitey face. Momma says I cheated because I grabbed the pee-wee collar. Well, maybe, but it sure is fun to see the little guy squirm.
I want to thank the Master for the fine new stairs he built for me. As you may recall, last year at this time, my observation deck had access only via a narrow and not mastiff friendly set of stairs which frequently frustrated my attempts to mount them.Now I have nice deep big guy stairs with a railing so that I don't feel like I'm in peril of falling off.
Pee-wee is now officially allowed to sleep on the couch and so Momma bought this doggie throw to put on it and keep off the cooties.My good friend, the Scruffman, was kind enough to send me a most disturbing photo.That temptress, Lacie setup herself with some mistletoe and invited all the boyz to give her a smoochie. I was so embarrassed to learn that Dexter had taken her up on the offer. When asked why, all he could say was, "Hey, I'm a guy!" Hello? That's Lacie you have your labralips on! Ewwww!
That fuzzy face is not to my taste. I prefer a gal who can slobber and snore with great gusto, like my wonderful MJ. Here I am snuggling up with her lovely card.
That's it for now.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!