Preparations

We're thinking about the ice storm that going to start at around midnight tonight. The Man doesn't want me driving tomorrow, he's said. Okay by me! I worked on Sunday, and did a distance job today, so I'm in pretty good shape. It's not the best solution to my apartment situation, but if I work on Sunday, that's just more hours away from the unruly children stomping across the ceiling like a herd of buffalo, and screaming. More of the neighborly fun included construction using hammers from 1-2 am last night. The thing that sucks about this weather is that my search for a new home continues to be delayed.
I've been doing a lot of rubbernecking as I drive around Chicago, looking for little dogs. Chicago people really don't get it when it comes to dressing dogs for protection from cold. It's a little better this year, maybe 50%. But of those, the garments are too small, or lack that special flavor. Lots of customers select a really tiny sweater (and being tiny, less expensive) and ask if it would fit their ten pound dog. They are usually very surprised when I point out the size that fits Piccolo, which is the 16" length. Lots of them comment that their dogs have long hair, so don't need a wool sweater. Humans, being mammals, are covered in hair (and more of it as we get older, I'm sad to say), and most of us wouldn't think about going out in the cold without clothing. Lots of people with long hair on their heads also wear wool hats in the cold. It makes me kind of crazy when I see someone on the street all bundled up for the walk, and the little dog with no protection. I will give points to the cute guy I saw on Broadway who stuffed his little dog in his coat.
If I'm housebound tomorrow, I'm firing up the knitting machine for a real effort to replenish Lucky Penny stock.