My Dog the Yeti: Effects of the Blizzard

After our morning blizzard walk, the dog and I hit the streets again mid-afternoon, shortly before NYC’s travel ban went into effect.

Upper Broadway was quiet.

On 108th Street, a flock of sparrows fluttered between bare branches and the shelter of a building’s decorative shrubbery.

Many more people were now in Riverside Park to sled on the fine slopes.

And yet the park had a ghostly look.

The dog contemplated the blizzard.

And I contemplated the dog, wondering what he sees.

A well-camouflaged squirrel munched on an unidentifable object.

Dark-eyed Juncos ventured out in search of food. 

Heading home, the streets were empty.

Inside our building, I discovered the dog had transformed into a yeti.

And if not a yeti, then what? I ask you. What is this creature? What?

Slowly, the dog returned to his canine form. 

Fully dog again and dry, the beast slept off the transformation.

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