For reasons not unrelated to personal philosophy, I seldom pay much attention to the weather. What happens outside will happen outside regardless of whether or not I’m prepared for it. Because of this willful ignorance, I was completely surprised when my good friend and weather enthusiast David called last Friday night in a state of agitation and jealousy, informing me that I was about to be the lucky recipient of the worst (read best) snowstorm to hit the Mid-Atlantic in a long time.

It started snowing around 5:00 Friday evening. When we woke up Saturday morning, the world had been transformed.

I’m not sure what the official count was, but it seems we got at least two feet. The barn was buried.

Iggy was beside herself with excitement. Or perhaps it was cold feet? Whatever the reason, she ran about in full scamper.

Our neighbor Ann, who apparently does pay attention to the weather, had the good sense to track down a sled in advance. She and Alden took to the streets.

It was not altogether clear whether or not Alden enjoyed it.

And yet she kept demanding to be dragged up the street and back again, over and over and over.

I have come to the conclusion that Alden loves enormous amounts of snow, but in a stoic, steely sort of way.

Even Kato got into the action, though it was also difficult to gauge his feelings about the situation.

Iggy was not ambivalent. She continued to romp, long after the rest of us were tired and cold and ready to go back inside.

Not a single car drove down Queen Street all day long. It was truly a dog’s world outside.

It was above freezing today, and some of the snow melted, but we remain convincingly buried. I suppose the silver lining to my recent run-in with the deer is that our car is safely in the shop and not currently marooned beneath a mountain of snow.

Apparently, the parts have been ordered and are supposed to arrive tomorrow. But I’m guessing the big snow might throw a wrench in those plans. We’re supposed to get more snow on Wednesday, according to the weather man. But of course, I don’t pay attention to that sort of thing.