This is not good, not here and not north and east from here. The baddy that was predicted is in the midst of doing its thing, and there's not much any one of us can do about it. I've battened down the hatches and will just wait the sucker out. There was ice everywhere when I took Pacha out at 5:30, and I can tell you we were careful. When Pacha on four legs is afraid to move too fast for fear of slipping, you can only imagine how wary I was, and there was no one around should a mishap occur. Even the dock had icy spots a warning of how treacherous the exposed area would be. I didn't want to get down on my all fours, though I must admit I was tempted. It's now close to noon, so we'll be venturing out again soon, and I can assure you we'll be careful. Meanwhile, my books are a comfort and a great way to pass the time until all this wintry mix of precipitation passes, and I'm eating my way through all my food supplies. One more week, and we should see some nice temperature improvements. Just as an aside, it's 61° in Beaufort, SC. Hmmmm..how long will it take to get down there? It's 608 miles. Bye.....

Aaaaarrrr,

BoatTed