I took Malcolm and Micheal down to the creek today for their walk. Meara and Weezy were originally excited by the idea but quickly changed their minds when they understood just how cold the wind was.
The snow from yesterday has stuck around making the cold seem appropriate. It also causes the landscape to appear a tad less harsh.
The creek is only partially frozen. There is still moving water in parts of it while it is completely frozen over in other areas.
The sun tried valiantly to overcome the winter gloom.
Malcolm wears his “please don’t shoot me hunters, I’m a dog” vest every time we go further than the front yard now. There are often many shots heard from deer hunters in all directions. There “shouldn’t” be any hunters on the land we are walking on, but I feel better with him geared-up like this. Plus it makes him a lot easier to find in this brown/white landscape!
Sweetie Pie wanted to know where the heck we had been when we got back!