Gus heard on the news tonight that we’re supposed to get a big snow storm tonight. The super smart weather guy said we could expect one to eight inches. With heavy winds to boot. Now Gus is in a panic state. He’s made seven trips to the silo to check on the grain and he’s been checking the hay mow every half hour. If he could drive (well enough) he’d have driven downtown and crowded the grocery stores with the little old ladies.
What am I going to do if the weather man is right and we actually get some snow?
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