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Vancouver has been in the grips of winter this past week. Cold temperatures, heaps of snow, black ice, we had it all. The cold we could handle, but the enormous amount of snow did us in. Traffic was complete mayhem with semis jackknifed or in ditches, cars stranded and abandoned, traffic jams, closed bridges and freeways, and limited public transit, in part due to frozen doors. Vancouverites were urged to stay home. This would have been nice, but mommy duties kicked in for me. Kai worked this particular week close to the border, in a small community called Cloverdale, which was initially a small farm community and which has been the site for a bunch of movies and tv shows, including Smallville, a super-hero tv series. There is no way of getting to Cloverdale by public transit (or at least not that I know of), and given that Kai does not drive yet, I made transport my task for the week. I got up at 4:45 each day to brave the snowy and icy roads and do the same at the end of the day. So a busy, eventful, and white-knuckle week for me. Closer to home, our doggos were happy with the snow (old blind boy who brings the teddy bear he got from Santa everywhere on a stroll in the snow below), although this came with challenges also, especially for Gary. Unlike my other dogs, Gary has very bare feet; no fur. So those footsies of his got pretty cold but worse was the salt on the sidewalks, which cut and burned his skin. So we stayed off the sidewalks, but there was a downside to that also. As the days went by, the snow piled so high that his belly, and by extension his penis, would be below or on the snow's surface. Then Gary would every once and again lift a leg to give his penis a short break from the cold.
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