Hey gang,

It's Arwen reporting in. The first run of the snow blowing machine
was a bust. Instead of hooking into the icemaker, I connected to the water
dispenser in the refrigerator. Honest mistake! Recommendation to all dogs:
don't try and connect two pipes with your teeth.


Mom freaked when she couldn't stop the water flowing from the refrigerator. She called Dad, and he had to tell her how to disconnect the refrigerator from the waterline. My mom isn't a plumber, and after several tries, she finally stopped the flood. In the kitchen, we were running out of towels, and I was beginning to think we were going to need to haul out the canoe because the inside of my house was going to be a water park. Camping in the pen was looking good, at least down in the pen my paws wouldn't be soaked.

Mom found tooth marks on the pipe. She accused little ol' moi of "chewing" on the pipes. Heh! Then again, she was really confused when she thought about the situation; how did the dog get behind the refrigerator? There's only three inches between the wall and fridge. I know the answer--husky magic. But, I couldn't blow my cover and let her know that her dog had a brilliant scientific mind. I sat there, gazed at her lovingly with my blue eyes and beamed innocence. Heh! It worked. Even got a cookie because I'm so adorable.

Back to the drawing board on the snowblowing machine. The human kids in my house have discovered my secret stash of copper tubing. Now, the human teenage girl is making some type of art sculpture with it. I wooed in protest, stamped my paws, but
she took it anyway. I was so frustrated I ponged the cat.


More later,


Arwen