I have two workaholic dogs that do not mind sitting out in 8 degree weather with fierce wind blowing and slow and sleet falling o them. They both would have happily frozen to death rather than moved an inch or taken their off of the sheep. I made them come inside and thaw out for awhile, then we went for a walk in the woods. I am exhausted. They are not.
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February
Eyes On The Storm
by Jon Katz