Amidst our snowy explorations on Thursday, Margot & I took Henry out for a restorative donut. While chowing down he noticed a lady shoveling out front. Luckily I caught his expression of bonkers delight the moment I suggested that he could join her. (Here’s the tiny gallery.) Back on went the boots & out he went. I told the owner that like Tom Sawyer’s friends whitewashing his fence, Henry would likely pay her for the
As it happens the bakery sits adjacent to the town newspaper, and upon hearing our story (San Jose Shorty Slings Snow?), the editor said that she might find a way to feature Henry in print. Stay tuned for the late edition!