Saturday, January 29, 2011
Snowshoeing with Oreo
I just went snowshoeing. My dog, Oreo, thought it was entirely unfair that he should be sinking in the snow while I wasn't. He lay down, with his chin on the snow, nose covered with the white stuff, and gave me guilt; while I followed the rabbit tracks that circled and serpentined around the barn and apple tree, and through the field.