Five months have gone by since my most recent post. At long last, something captured my imagination. Before I go into that, however, I'll bring you up to date. Since the middle of October, it has been snowing, off and on. There have been perhaps a grand total of ten days during which there has not been snow covering the ground. This makes Grace very happy. At this time there are about eighteen inches of snow on the ground, accumulating steadily for a month or more. Below zero temperatures have been commonplace. Nobody can remember a winter as brutal as this one.
Anyway, Grace and I were out walking this morning, and we chanced upon a mother and her toddler daughter going to the bus stop. The little girl was dressed in a pink snowsuit, giving her a shape sort of like the Michelin Man. Beneath her hood she had a warm hat with an animal face on her forehead. Usually, when we encounter humans on our walks, Grace gets all happy and her tail wags so vigorously that her whole body wags with it. This time, she had a very different vibe going. She went into a little dance, advancing toward her, growling, then retreating as if nervous. I soon figured out that Grace did not recognize the little pink shape as a human. She continued to dance and growl as I dragged her away. She wouldn't take her eyes off the strange pink creature until it hid behind her mother and Grace couldn't see it any more. Out of sight, out of mind. I understand that phrase much better now.
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