As in "WTF was that yesterday?" Constant downpour, 40 mph winds, no dog walk, no playing in the yard, and a big boom that woke us up.
"WTF is going on here?"
Buddy, I feel for you. Really.
So that's the big boom that woke us up yesterday morning...
Hmmm... I'm thinking this is a Sibe's dream-come-true.
Still no Internet. Hillbillies like me rely on microwave signals so I'm sure there's some tower signal that's down. So posting is light for now. I'm on dial up which is costing me an arm and a leg since I cancelled my local long distance a while back. And, WTF was I thinking when I did that? And no way to visit all my Cyber-dog pals either. Wild Dingo will catch up with ya'll soon.
No cash for the treat jar but you'd like to show the love? No problem! Connect with me on LinkedIn and endorse my creative writing skills. Let me know how the pups and I can love ya back!
"Your project is guaranteed to meet superior Siberian standards or I will fatally masticate it. You have my "woo" on that!"
"I keep your project safe from crows, coyotes, and flies. I prefer to be paid in salmon treats and tennis balls."
"I manage the treat jar & the staff's daily payroll of cookies and bones. The staff is excellent at math and let me know when I come up short."