Looks
as if it will be a white Christmas at the Acres. Cold as well. Bonnie
has already been by this morning. What a beautiful dog--her black and
white fits right into the snowy landscape--camouflage. She does love
winter and snow. I'm sure she's on her way to see Gus. He's currently
being a wimpy dog; I can see him sitting inside Ellie's playhouse
watching the snow come down. He'll be frolicking
as soon as Bonnie gets there. May take a little while. Dogs have no
desire to be mathematicians. The shortest distance between two points
thing is irrelevant. Who wants to meander in a straight line anyway?
Homesteader is enjoying making the birds scatter. She watches awhile
and then her cat nature gets the best of her, and she jumps up against
the doorwindow--a flurry of wings ensue. Such power! Then back in my
lap with a word or two (or more!) explaining the situation. Two minutes
later--ATTACK! ADD cat.
It is gorgeous outside. Hope the
flurries continue all day and through the evening. Have to bundle up
and take a walk. Won't have the Outlaws with me today since Gus is
securely back home. The meadow and wild area will be a tracker's
heaven. The wind will add to the flurries from the sky. Dennis' alpaca
will be enjoying himself; he's a winter snow lover too. The Acres!
Every day is a good day.
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