2.1 Hat - Frosty the Snowman

Bestest Friend and I are doing a blog project. Every day we will write a post on a pre-determined theme chosen by a random noun generator. The theme for the first day of the month is "Hat."

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I have a small beef with many inflatable Christmas decorations. Before I begin my rant, I'd like to take a minute to do a brief update on Hannah the Dog. When we first brought her home in 2019, she was scared of everything. That first Halloween and Christmas we spent avoiding entire blocks because the decorations were terrifying to her. I will never forget her tucked tail and how she tried to hide between my legs when she saw a display of multiple scarecrows outside the local museum. The fact that I can get Hannah to stand in front of an inflatable that is so much bigger than her is just a testament to how much braver and bolder she's gotten.

Additionally, Hannah's results from her latest neurology appointment were formally read by the radiologist. When I spoke with the neurologist at her original appointment, we were cautiously optimistic based on Hannah's behavior and the neurologist's brief look at the scans, that we'd get a "stay the course" report from the radiologist. In a direct quote from the neurologist "it practically takes an act of Congress for the radiologists to report improvement in discospondylosis," so we weren't expecting anything other than "no new sites of infection."

Instead, what we got was "this patient [Hannah] shows no signs of discospondylosis" No signs. None. Both the vet and I were THRILLED. This was beyond our most optimistic projections. You guys. The vet is having us taper off her medications and if all goes well, Hannah will no longer be on antibiotics or anti-fungals by May. The vet said I can just "enjoy her" and let her do whatever dog things she wants to do.

I took her on a really long hike that same day. I let her off leash and she ran around and got really muddy and ran into my legs so hard she left a bruise. I took her to the dog park on the Friday after Thanksgiving and let her play with other dogs. She doesn't have the stamina she used to have, so we're slowly working our way up to longer walks and more time playing with other dogs and sniffing off leash, but SHE IS A REAL DOG.

 Back to holiday decorations.

Frosty the Snowman 

Was a jolly, happy soul

With a corn cob pipe and a button nose

And two eyes made out of coal

That is the song. We all know it. So why do people insist on calling generic snowmen, like the one in the above photo, Frosty? He's has a carrot nose, not a button. there's no pipe, and while his eyes may be made of coal, I doubt it. It's not Frosty, it's just a snowman. In a top hat. But it's obviously NOT a magical hat because if it were, my small town would have made the news when this snowman (not Frosty) became animated.

End rant.

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To see what Bestest Friend has to say about hats, go see her at Too Legit to Quit.