|Muffin leading the way|
A stroll outside during a frigid Thursday can awaken your senses. The temperature was hovering around 35 degrees F and a thin blanket of snow was just beginning to melt around lunch time. Muffin could barely contain herself outside. Brush and scrubby fields were no match for her and she probably would have eaten all of the snow if I let her stay outside all day. The lakes are just beginning to freeze and the plow trucks are rearin' at the gates. Winter is here, people, and I'm not about to complain!
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