Playing in the Snow

Snowmen fall from heaven . . . unassembled.

—Unknown

Duff here. Don’t know about You, but I’m still delighting in remnants of The Big Snow. I run. I play. I whirl in a Ditch. I got Away from Mom once. Notice it was Only Once. When She found Me, I was in a Snow Drift with only My tail sticking out. (Kind of like My Idol, Max from How The Grinch Stole Christmas.) Let’s hear it for My Fluffy Tail! Living unstuck.

Then, I saw a Snowman for the Very First Time. And stopped in My tracks. It was a Little Figure, about My size. He had a Red Cap with a carrot Nose, complete with a Scrap of Material for a muffler. My very own Snowman. I was so pleased. The rest of the Landscape was pure white, as You can see. Nothing but the White Stuff. I decided the Cold Bright Scene held the Making of another Snowman. I was ready! But since I only have Paws, I could not create Another. But I Did appreciate what Someone had made. Just for Me. And I want to Thank whoever did that. Now, that’s living unstuck.

How about You? Are You enjoying the Residue of That White Stuff? Are You assembling Snowmen? I say: Enjoy the process. Bring along Kids or Grandkids, because They have the Best Imaginations. (Almost as Good as Mine.) You might even make one Small enough for Me. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#playing-in-the-snow