For the last day or so, Red was stymied by the cold and the snow, the drifts were so deep and the paths shrouded by five or six feet of snow, he couldn’t see the sheep or figure out how to get to them. He figured it out today when sub-zero temperatures – it was – 22 in the pasture this morning – hardened the snow a bit. Yesterday Red tried to climb on the snow and fell in, today he tried again and startled the sheep by leaping onto the drift between the hay feeder and the pole barn.

Red has figured it out.