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Temperatures Saturday were just above freezing, winds were brisk, but our snow disappeared. We kept asking Hu-Dad, “Where did it go?”
As Chief of Security, Kiska was placed in charge of finding the dreaded snow chief. As always, she took her job very seriously.
We know, shocking that Hu-Dad never got around to mowing the grass within Sibe Quentin last week, but we were putting up with tall grass and the disappearance of our snow. After much searching for the missing snow, Kiska decided she had to tell the Queen that the snow was not to be found.
Let’s just say the Queen took bad news as well as normal.
Hu-Dad had only one hope for not getting blamed for everything.
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