Dog Blogging: April 2007 Archives
...as Nor'Easters go down here at the shore.
The only casualty was the poor mooch.
He spent many hours huddled under my computer desk. The wind tends to set up a racket at the nearby yacht basin...clanging unsecured tackle drives him nuts.
Eventually I set him on our bed with the radio on loud to drown out the strange sounds and wind. Poor guy.
