14 November 2013

Yesterday was our first freeze. Of course, Polo and Clover can’t read a weather app, so they didn’t know it was cold until we went outside, just like we do every morning.

It’s like they forgot about cold. It ceased to exist for them during the previous seven months since our last freeze.

I got the leashes out of the garage and brought them to the back porch, and the dogs stayed huddled together in the doorway. Their tails were wagging, but they weren’t moving — not until I called them.

Once they were laced up, we had a nice walk. When a cool front comes in, it blows away the clouds, so we could see the stars. We did our 30 minutes, then they ate and scuttled back inside as fast as they could.


  1. I know exactly how they feel. After weeks of blazing heat, cold seems such a distant memory. My poor flower garden is looking rather frozen. Ah well, there is always spring.

  2. We haven’t been able to bring ourselves to walk. Convenient that it is when the weather is turning. It feels like it will never be the same again. We have so many good memories of the walk.

  3. Megan, I am so glad I was linked up after you today at Laura’s. It’s amazing how we “forget” isn’t it?