What happens when it rains while the temperature is at or below freezing

March 28, 2018 - Wednesday

20 degrees/clear skies/calm winds

Pentoga Road

Hopefully, today will bring copious amounts of sunshine and warm temperatures. After Tuesday night's rain, I'm beginning to wonder if we'll have a maple season this year. To make matters worse, I see Carl the Weatherman is saying Sunday's high could be twenty to thirty degrees below normal. Forecast high is for 26 degrees and snow.

Happy Easter to you too.

Tuesday was a lazy day on Pentoga Road. With fog, mist, and wind, the sap remained in the trees rather than dripping through the spouts. I decided it was as good a time as any to run a few errands in town. My running around finished, I stopped at the animal shelter, a place I've been known to inhabit on occasion, just in case the right pup might come along.

I said my hello's to the front desk staff and walked into the kennel room. There were several pups of the bulldog variety, mostly pit bulls who were wildly barking. Between them was a small rag mop pooch, a Benji clone, one who trotted over to the gate, gave my hand a lick, then retreated and lay on his bed without barking.

Hmm, a small dog, one who sheds little and doesn't bark. I played with him in the visitor's room at length and learned he was surrendered because he doesn't like other dogs. The family who gave him up had another who was their original pooch, so Trego had to go.

Only one thing wrong with my new friend. Sargie says the name has to go and I agree. When I say Trego, I get the urge to play with locking building blocks. I'm thinking Larry would be much better.

The pup impressed me. At three years of age, he introduced himself by standing on his back legs and doing a two-legged hop around in a complete circle. Ah, the little guy was a show off. My kind of pooch.

In the end, I filled out a ream of papers and expressed interest in adopting the little guy. Now it's up to the shelter. They said interest was high and he wouldn't be in the shelter long, so who knows where he'll end up calling home? 

Do we really want another dog? I figure if the pup comes to live with us, the answer will be yes. If it doesn't work out, then so be it. I could use a companion that does tricks and loves his belly rubbed.

I stopped at the plant and visited with Yooper Brother Mark and Ann for a few minutes. All was good in the wood products business.

Neighbor Mike and I talked a couple of times yesterday. We got his four wheeler started for the year and plan to take the snow blade off today. He helped to gather sap, but in reality, not much ran. 

Sargie is back to the Vision Center today. I'm going for my morning walk then will return home and get ready for a big sap run... I hope. The forecast high is 56 degrees, little wind with lots of sunshine, all key ingredients for a good sap day.

 And who knows, maybe I'll hear from the shelter today and spring the pooch.

I mean, who doesn't like to have his belly rubbed?

After all, a man's work is never done.

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...