I call his name.

Andy barely acknowledges me. “No treats, no interaction, bud!”

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Two inches/ 5cm of new snow so far today. It looks like it barely will melt, creating a skating rink for me, before more snow (“blowing snow”) is predicted for early next week. Winter isn’t here yet, though the snow gives a fair impression of it. Andy had to verify it snowed using the snow I carried in on my feet. No, it wasn’t cleared around my parking spot, though that could have been taken care of while I was at dialysis. That snow is the origin of a couple slip ‘n slides onto my buttocks. If it isn’t cleared by my car, I have to step out of my car onto this ice-skating rink. I can take some care, of course, but I only need to step in the spot with snow over ice to fall to the ground!