It is with a heavy heart that I inform you that Snowy “Snowmeiser” has passed away. He did his last “Freezemeiser” jig late last week. Daddy attempted surgery, but it was unsuccessful. Snowy has been a part of our Christmas celebrations for many years, with his cheerful song, glowing cheeks, and swinging snowflake and hat dance. Mommy thought he might have succumbed to systemic failure when only 1 cheek lit up and he failed to dance upon his retrieval on Black Friday. Another year in storage was more than he could take. Henseforth, our song must come from reruns of “The Year Without a Santa Clause.” Or YouTube. That’s always a handy cheat.
Daddy's sad, because we can’t find a replacement. Zack, meanwhile, sends Snowy off with a head fluff and a good riddance. I believe their relationship was plagued with strife from the start. Snowy could get sassy and you know Zack – he ain’t got time for that! Snowy did challenge us as tropical birds. Never want a day above 30 degrees? Get in the freezer, bud. This is South Carolina. That’s called “Artic Air” in January and February.
But it’s a worry no longer, because Snowy is gone. Rest in pieces. Oops, I mean peace! Awkward --
The good news is that the stockings are hung, the presents are bought and wrapped (or made, if they’re mommy crafting projects), and the Christmas trees are healthy and hail. Then again, they’re artificial. If a fake tree dies, then the parronts really do suck.
And so, we bid Snowy farewell. He is survived by various screws and bolts that we're not sure what to do with. We had a video of Zack lunging at Snowy from last year, but it seems that YouTube ate it. We can't find it. Snowy got no respect.
That’s all today. Here’s hoping your holiday preparations and festivities are going well. Take care, and have a great week.