Well, I got up today and the mercury had plummeted to 36 below zero at our house. I got bundled up in umpteen layers of fleece, wool, synthetic and shoved chemical warmers in every pocket, nook and cranny. I tinkered with my sled for a while, set up the drop lines and dug out the dog coats before I finally decided it was too bloody cold to run the team. It's not supposed to be any warmer tomorrow, but I have to take them out, so I've delayed the freezing of the nips for another day. Meanwhile, I brought some dogs inside to thaw out and we listened to Christmas music, did the dishes, futzed around the cabin and I did some chiropractic work on a few of the dogs. Sister got into the Christmas packages while I was outside chopping meat and came out with a pair of socks and a squeaky toy meant for Bully from my parents. Bull didn't care but Sister and Roy fought over it for a while until I took it away from both of them.
I've decided on a Christmas-Eve-party menu...ahem...meatballs, baked brie with cranberry chutney, tomato-feta kabobs, salmon dip, shortbread-jam thumbprint cookies, fudge, orzo salad with black beans and a spicy cilantro dressing, and mini quiches. Hooray! That reminds me, whoever is in Fairbanks and reads the blog, stop by for some good eats and spiced (spiked) cider. Email email@example.com for directions to the cabin. We'll have a rippin' bonfire, dog sled rides for the kids (until I start drinking) and, for the brave, sauna!
Here are photos of Roy that I made more fun with my Photoshop prowess. Yeah, I was a little bored today...come on, it's almost 40 below!
Because I think it's funny.
Yes, he was really chewing on a wooden candy cane and no, his eye is not supposed to be that big.