May Day mayday

Wyatt, cold chillin'.
Wyatt, cold chillin’.

Even in Denver, where there is always at least a 40 percent chance that the weather forecasters will be at least 60 percent wrong, one does not expect subfreezing cold and snow in May. Especially since it was 80 degrees two days ago.

"...rough winds do shake the darling buds of May."
“…rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.”
Dogs: The fidgety space heater!
Dogs: The fidgety space heater!

And so of course our furnace chose the middle of the night, with temperatures plummeting, to take the proverbial powder (which, in this case, is a double-metaphor). In our house, May Day the holiday gave way to mayday the distress call.

Heat has since been restored, and just in time to warm up after some outdoor frolicking. The bitter, wet, blowing snow was even too much for the dogs to tolerate for long … except Wyatt, who, to turn a phrase, loves the snow in May as he does in December.

Door, please....
Door, please….
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    1. I hope it was a St. Bernard or Newfoundland…something bulky and furry. And how did I miss a chance to incorporate a Three Dog Night Reference? * sigh * See what my job is doing to my brain?

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