You can always tell the temperature around here by the dog’s whiskers. Below zero, their breath freezes right away on their whiskers. Border collies are the ultimate stoics, if they are cold, they either don’t notice it or show it. Fate has even more energy in the bitter cold, Red is always the same, no matter what the weather. Sunday dangerous wind chills well below zero, we are plugging in heating tapes, graining the animals, bringing firewood into the living room. Lots of reading this weekend I cancelled my writing class for Saturday.