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This morning when the dogs and I streamed outside the world was coated in frost. We skidded over the deck and down the slick steps.
Then we went for a stroll around the meadow. The dogs were feeling feisty; leaping and dancing on the cold ground. Even Lilly, the ancient, arthritic Boxer, bounced and spun in the crisp air with her friend Dazzle poodle. Canine ballet.
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The chickens and ducks were less than amused about the cold ground and frozen water bowls. I reminded them that this time of year is rarely as warm as it has been . They flipped me off. A few fistful's of sunflower seeds and some buckets of warm water, steaming in the morning air, placated them.
The bunny wisely hung out in the coop... on top of the deep bed of clean shavings. Her bowl of rabbit pellets was nearby... along with a carrot and some celery. And a nibble of bread. She LOVES bread.
Some of us love frosty mornings.
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