I live in Saratoga Springs, NY and we had the biggest Christmas snowstorm ever. I went over to my family's around one for brunch and presents. It was flurrying. By 3:30, it was a white-out. I went home to care for the dogs. It was falling 4 inches per hour. The next thing I know I let the dogs out and my pug becomes invisible and my greyhounds are up to their chests. Needless to say I decided not to go back over to my family's (which is only a mile). I guess we'll have over 2 feet when it's through. I was ecstatic. It's beautiful, quiet. I didn't have to deal with anymore family christmas stuff. I could just stay home, cozy and warm with my pups. That's my kind of Christmas.
Peace, Andrea
