Still home

Yep, still at home. Some are getting cabin fever, so we tried, and ventured yonder to Tigard Cinema. Scott and I caught an early showing of Lord of the Rings. It was good, but I’m still annoyed by the crappy commercials, crappy previews, and crappy drivers in the parking lots.

On the way back, I helped a fellow in his Cadillac who obviously shouldn’t have been out driving. He was stuck trying to get up a road that even someone with chains would avoid. I pushed him back on to a major street so he could decide to try again. I’m not sure what he did though because I got in my van and drove off. I’m afraid he probably tried again to drive up the snowy street.

Barley looks quite morose; he’s been trapped inside because of the danger he’s in on the 1/2″ of ice over everything. When I let him out to poo this morning, he fell from the top step of the deck, down 3 steps into the post at the bottom of the stairs. His hip collided with the post and he stayed on the snow for a second before scrapping to get back up. My heart quit beating while he laid there, afraid he’d broken his hip. I put my shoes on and tried to punch enough holes in the ice for him to walk, but they simply caused more problems. It made the surface less predictable. He managed to relieve himself, and we went back inside. So he spent the rest of the day talking through the window at people on the street.