The cold and snow have forced quiet lives on the dogs, even Rose, who doesn’t have much to do. The sheep don’t stray far from the feeder and the snow is so deep and the temperatures so low we can’t do much walking. They love to hang out in the corner of the garden and race back and forth in the yard. Rose enjoys stealing Lenore’s chewbones and toys and Izzy lays low checking out the passing parade. They will be  happy for Spring, as will I.