Finally got a storm. It was a cold one today -- when I took Abram and Dixie out it was 16 degrees. Guess he was comfortable since he slept most of the walk...that's what happens when you wake up at 5:45 little man! When he did wake - just as I was entering our upper pasture - quite close to home - his first three words were, "Hi. Dixie. Crow." I didn't even see the crow because he had not cawed, but when I looked up, there he was, flying across the sky. Abram amazes me daily; he is my little nature guy. Thankful for time off and health and my son and snow.
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