Snow Day, Shmoe Day

For the last 24 hours, the humans have been going nuts: The SNOW is coming! The SNOW is coming! The SNOW is coming! Schools have closed. Road de-icing crews have staged. Grocery store shelves have cleared like a Category 5 hurricane is about to hit the coast. So a little while ago, my human mommy and I went outside during the peak of our “winter storm.” Do you see any snowflakes?

Look closely. Anything? Maybe a tiny bit of ice in my hair, but that’s just about it. Now please don’t get me wrong. We are experiencing unusually low temperatures for us (alright, my dear friends to the north, please don’t laugh at us) and we are having some freezing rain and sleet. I know that all of that can add up to dangerous conditions on our roads, especially in a region that has a lack of resources to treat for ice and an abundance of humans who know absolutely nothing about driving on it. I know that ice can weigh down power lines and that losing power in these conditions can be dangerous.

But this was the scene just a few short days ago. This was actually the day after a day that was far worse than today. The difference? The humans in charge completely missed on predicting, preparing for, and reacting to last week’s winter storm. The weather humans said that the event would end much sooner than it actually did. The state transportation department failed to pre-treat the major thoroughfares and then spent the day trying to play catch up (quite unsuccessfully, I might add). And humans, as humans will do, got into their vehicles, hit the limited streets that were open, and then complained when those streets were jammed with traffic.

This was me last week as the ice started to melt and fall from the trees. I look sort of like Henny Penny. Can’t you just see me thinking, “The sky is falling! The sky is falling! The sky is falling!” Well, that’s sort of what all those humans who goofed with last week’s storm did with this week’s event. They over-reacted. Let’s just hope that sometime in the future they will learn to reach a happy medium.

Until then, this is probably the only snowflake that I’m going to see.