Weather Report: Check a viral posting.

Shoppers like us filled the landscape this morning as Wendy and I drove around picking up stuff that maybe will be needed if the snow predictions are true. Whatever is to come, I hope the electric and such keeps functioning for everybody.

Toby is back outside again as of last Friday afternoon. All went well at the vet check and he is good to go. The PA Public Health closed his case per phone call Monday. I fixed up his porch hidey-hole with one more layer than before; this one an old coat that has a fuzzy side. It is definitely warmer inside his quarters now. The fuzz seems to better hold the heat from the ridiculously expensive outdoor pet heating pad. Yea! I change his water often since it freezes over quickly.

Karma keeps going into the bathroom looking for Toby.

Aidan had his PRYSM orchestra concert on Saturday afternoon.

All set to go.

Centennial Hall at the Haverford School.

Returning from church Sunday, I backed into our one-way, icy driveway so I'd be pointed in the right direction to take Aidan to go see one of his PA buddies for the afternoon. I got out and had to hold onto the car to take the first step or two. Way too icy. So, I decided to step out into the crusted snow in the yard thinking my steps would crunch through the ice layer into the snow and I could progress to the door that way. That worked fine until it didn't.

I lay there in the front yard in full view of Ridge Road with purse and choir music scattered all over, but out of reach. Ah, the iPhone was in the purse. I was unhurt, but couldn't get up. The icy top layer all around me was thick and wouldn't break. At least not enough to crunch my feet into to get a purchase and leverage myself up. Nobody out on the road stopped. Neither did I want to think about being seen. I tried scooting and heaving myself up the approximate 20-25 feet incline to the side porch; then, I decided that I'd yell. After awhile Aidan heard his name and came to the door. He was in his sox and went back for shoes and Keoni. The two of them did fine on the ice as they pulled me to my feet and acted as sturdy props until I made it to the door; then, they gathered up my stuff.

Basically, I am unharmed, but have a very achy body that can only be the result of the event.

The animals are all fine. Austin is out in the round pen for awhile each morning while Wendy does her chores. The goats are let out of the barn, too, while she is busy there. Monday afternoon they all came trotting up to the house.

They were so intent on something...then, I saw Wendy coming down the driveway with the mail. She'd gone to get it while the goats were out and they tried to follow her. What little dears.

The barn cats were curious about Toby's return to the outdoors. That led to one cat fight; with Patches--not Jasper. I guess Toby is not a complete wuss since he was winning; his reward was a snowball. That ended it for the time being. There didn't seem to be any real injuries. Gee whiz.