{"id":158,"date":"2013-02-11T16:04:36","date_gmt":"2013-02-11T21:04:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/?p=158"},"modified":"2013-02-11T16:04:36","modified_gmt":"2013-02-11T21:04:36","slug":"hudsons-view-theres-snow-place-like-home","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/?p=158","title":{"rendered":"Hudson\u2019s View; There\u2019s Snow Place Like Home!"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Hud\"<\/a>\"Winter\"<\/a><\/p>\n

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Since Wally has been otherwise distracted and can\u2019t seem to find the inspiration to write, I thought I\u2019d get my paws on the keyboard and share with you a real life changing event for me in the last few days.<\/p>\n

NEMO.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Not the movie about the fish; my tastes run to old Beethoven<\/em> movies or the classic Homeward Bound<\/em> when I need a good cry on the couch!<\/p>\n

No, I\u2019m referring to the recent snowstorm which blanketed the Northeast in the last few days\u2026lord knows why it was named Nemo<\/strong> \u2013 but a weather person at the Weather Channel stated, \u201c\u201cNemo is a Latin word, it means \u2018no one<\/i>.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n

That meaning is a bit “over my head;” but allows me a good segue to my story.<\/p>\n

I should be used to snow. Although only two years old; I did grow up in Ithaca, New York where it snows 10 months out of the year, or maybe just seemed like it.\u00a0 To be fair, I was only exposed to one winter up there\u2026but it made a lasting impression.<\/p>\n

However, nothing would compare to Nemo\u2019s arrival. In the last couple of years at Wally\u2019s house, we\u2019ve had a little bit of snow. Usually, a flake here and there, enough for me to sniff in the air and say \u201cwhat\u2019s this\u201d and listen to Wally complain about how cold his ever-balding head is getting.\u00a0 Wear a hat, dude.<\/p>\n

Last Friday, I took my usual constitutional walk outside at a little before 7:00am. It seemed like a regular day, nothing much cooking outside.\u00a0 I did my \u201cbusiness,\u201d and stood and \u201cstared into the abyss.\u201d**<\/strong> After breakfast, my second visit outside was in pretty routine light snow, but what I now realize that it was the beginnings of a real blizzard!<\/p>\n

My next excursion outdoors isn\u2019t usually until later in the afternoon, and when I stepped out the door, my first thought was \u201cwhat the frack is going on?\u201d<\/strong> Remember, I\u2019m from Ithaca, so that\u2019s how I swear in case you aren’t old enough to hear those words. \u00a0Was I dreaming?<\/p>\n

Anyway, a winter wonderland had been dropped off at our house sometime during the day while I was napping.\u00a0 Huge piles of blowing snow everywhere, lots of it already on the ground and no sign of it stopping anytime soon.\u00a0 Tree branches where bowing down, covered in snow and my masters were out there trying to knock it off with shovels so the branches wouldn\u2019t break off.<\/p>\n

I pawsed (haha, get it?) to take it all in…it was then, that I started spontaneously \u201cgalumphing!\u201d<\/i><\/strong><\/p>\n

Yes, galumphing<\/em> is a word, and one that makes a lot of sense when you get inspired to leap like I did.\u00a0 Like a runner jumping over hurdles, I galumphed my way across the lawn looking probably more like a slightly overweight gazelle. \u00a0They don\u2019t teach you this stuff in puppy school, it just happens.<\/p>\n

After galumphing steadily for quite a while, I realized that I was really out of shape and also had to take care of a little more \u201cbusiness.\u201d\u00a0 Well, I’m here to tell you that taking care of \u201cbusiness\u201d is a lot different with snow on the ground. \u00a0We dogs are scent-oriented. It\u2019s how we recognize our family, our masters, the enemy, and most importantly where we\u2019ve gone, and where we are free to go.\u00a0 The first challenge, is finding somewhere, anywhere that smells familiar\u2026not a possibility in this sno-pocalypse. \u00a0Challenging.<\/p>\n

Complicating this is that I\u2019m a bitch (I can get away with that word, cause, you know), and so not a leg-lifter by regular practice. That preference presents a real problem in snow.\u00a0 For you two-legged creatures reading this…picture an ice-cold toilet seat that you don\u2019t even want to touch with your behind. Yep, you got it….Bbbrrrrrrrrr!<\/strong><\/p>\n

But in the end, we\u2019re adaptable animals who can find an answer to life\u2019s most difficult problems pretty quickly…let’s just say Wally will have fun when the snow clears.<\/p>\n

Feeling much lighter, it was back to random galumphing, until tiring and deciding to head back inside for a much-needed rawhide bone and nap on the couch\u2026hey Wally, think Homeward Bound is on pay-per-view.<\/p>\n

The best news (for me at least) was the snow was still there the next day; it wasn\u2019t a dream.<\/p>\n

So, from now on when I see a flake outside the window (no, not one of my family members, the snow stuff), indicating another mis-named historic blizzard is on the way\u2026you can be sure I\u2019ll be at the door ready to galumph<\/strong> my way to glory!<\/p>\n

**<\/strong>my favorite line from the Grinch describes how I mindlessly stare for minutes<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

  Since Wally has been otherwise distracted and can\u2019t seem to find the inspiration to write, I thought I\u2019d get my paws on the keyboard and share with you a real life changing event for me in the last few days. NEMO. Not the movie about the fish; my tastes run to old Beethoven movies or the classic Homeward Bound… Read more »<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}}},"categories":[7,23,1,16],"tags":[],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p2Clfm-2y","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/158"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=158"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/158\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":164,"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/158\/revisions\/164"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=158"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=158"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=158"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}