We got the promised snow and extremely frigid weather here in northern NJ earlier this week. Son #3 was out for a visit last weekend and planned on staying through Monday, but the forecast promised a dicey return to NYC, so I took him across the GWB and dropped him at the Port Authority Sunday afternoon just as the snow began to fall.
Boo is not a fan of the cold weather or the snow. All my other dogs loved the snow and would play outside while I shoveled. Not Mr. Boo. I think he's particularly bothered by either the cold or the salt, because he can't go far without stopping to lick one or more paws. He's also particular about where he does his solid business and has trouble finding a place in the snow.
The frigid temps broke today and it was a balmy 28 degrees, so we took a longer walk. As we approached home, he spotted the UPS truck at the end of our block and began pulling me. One of the drivers once gave him a treat and is Boo's bff. When he doesn't have a treat, he will stop to say hi and doesn't mind Boo's jumping. The driver waved, but didn't make a move toward us, so I pulled him down the block to my house. He kept looking back as the truck came down to our end. There was a delivery for my cross the street neighbor, but also me, thanks to Blue Slip Media. No pets or treats for Boo though.
The Secret of Honeycake by Kimberly Newton Fusco. 362 p. Alfred A. Knopf/ Random House Children's Books, January 21, 2025. 9780593121771.
Publisher synopsis: Hurricane is quiet while her Aunt Claire is a force of nature with very particular ideas–and a host of Latin sayings to back them up. When Hurricane gets stuck living with her, she retreats into herself…until a series of unexpected friends, including a mangy cat, help her find her voice in a whole new way.
A recipe for The World’s Most Comforting, Twelve-Layer Honeycake:
1 quiet girl named Hurricane, who runs like the wind along the Mighty Atlantic with her old dog Brody-Bear.
1 imperious aunt, who steps up when Hurricane’s world turns upside down.
1 kind-hearted boy, who helps wounded animals (and may smell a little of fish)
1 lonely and flea-bitten cat with a ragged ear and a crooked tail.
1 gentle chauffeur, who knows exactly what to say…and when not to say a thing.
Mix them all together in big, fancy house in the city. What you get might surprise you.
I will tell you right now, I love the cover! Happy reading!
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