Good morning Cape Breton.
Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.
It took the Big Guy almost 3 hours to clean up the snow from yesterday's storm. We got about 27 cm of snow.
The Big Guy was telling me, if he doesn't get more gas for his snow blower, he is going to be shoveling out for the next storm. I don't think he wants to shovel his driveway.
But he is a bit of a nut when he is snowblowing. He does a path in the front yard for the oil guys. He also does a turn around spot for Tonya in the back yard. The Big Guy tends to back the car into the yard. So he doesn't have to turn the car around when he is leaving.
My non-furry Memere got the Big Guy a pair of goggles for when he is using his snow blower. He said that often, when he is outside, the snow will fly back into his face. Well that was happening yesterday, but it wasn't effecting him. He had his neck warmer on, but if he would have been wearing his mouth protector, he would have been just COVERED in snow, but still would have trucked on snow blowing.
The Big Guy also made Tonya a chicken noodle soup yesterday. She is feeling poorly and is sick. She goes into these coughing jags and can't catch her breath. I don't know if she is feeling better or not. But I know that the Big Guy said he has a tickle in his throat. Does this mean he is going to get sick too?
Gosh if he gets sick, he gets a "man cold". He is miserable when he gets those.
Bye bye for now.
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