My friend Shannon Miller did a writeup about the race on her blog. There's some great shots of her dogs, a shot of me in the starting chute, and the both of us hanging out.
Also, I put together this "highlight reel" of the race - the footage is from my trusty helmet camera. I hope it conveys the fun and excitement of this sport, from the center of the action!
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Punderson Sleddog Classic Recap
This past weekend, my little team and I competed in our very first race, the Punderson Sleddog Classic! We entered the 3-dog Sportsman class - a more casual class for amateurs with small teams.
I've never been more nervous in my life, than I was standing on the runners in the starting chute of the sprint course. The cacophony of barking dogs all around me - the trail laid out bare before me, fast and slick and freshly-groomed. The adrenaline coursing, the fear of the unknown - not knowing how my dogs would perform with other teams on the trail. Being rescues, two of the dogs on my team are reactive to strange dogs; they bark and make a fuss, and lose all concentration when other dogs appear. I knew it was going to affect the way I approached the run, and I had planned for that, but the fear bubbled up in my chest as I stared at the trail stretching endlessly ahead.
It turns out that I had nothing to worry about. When I heard another team coming up behind me, I simply pulled off the side of the trail and hooked down, and let them safely pass while I held my leaders. There were no mishaps and we were able to really enjoy the experience, smiling the whole way.
Even though we came in last in our class, I'm thrilled - I never expected to place, and we accomplished what we set out to do: complete a challenging course with other dogs and drivers on the trail. As an added bonus, I'm a much more confident driver after the race - the trail was quite tricky. Not to mention all the little tricks and tips I picked up from other mushers!
On to the photographs.
My guys were picketed next to another team. They were a little noisy at first, but soon they calmed down and made themselves at home.
Me coming up behind another team. My guys were flying, and I had to ride the brake to keep them from passing. I wanted so badly to pass this team, but I didn't trust my dogs' passing skills.
Just after the finish line - my poor helmet camera is practically hanging off my head! Can you see the thrilled smile on my face?
I've never been more nervous in my life, than I was standing on the runners in the starting chute of the sprint course. The cacophony of barking dogs all around me - the trail laid out bare before me, fast and slick and freshly-groomed. The adrenaline coursing, the fear of the unknown - not knowing how my dogs would perform with other teams on the trail. Being rescues, two of the dogs on my team are reactive to strange dogs; they bark and make a fuss, and lose all concentration when other dogs appear. I knew it was going to affect the way I approached the run, and I had planned for that, but the fear bubbled up in my chest as I stared at the trail stretching endlessly ahead.
It turns out that I had nothing to worry about. When I heard another team coming up behind me, I simply pulled off the side of the trail and hooked down, and let them safely pass while I held my leaders. There were no mishaps and we were able to really enjoy the experience, smiling the whole way.
Even though we came in last in our class, I'm thrilled - I never expected to place, and we accomplished what we set out to do: complete a challenging course with other dogs and drivers on the trail. As an added bonus, I'm a much more confident driver after the race - the trail was quite tricky. Not to mention all the little tricks and tips I picked up from other mushers!
On to the photographs.
Me coming up behind another team. My guys were flying, and I had to ride the brake to keep them from passing. I wanted so badly to pass this team, but I didn't trust my dogs' passing skills.
Just after the finish line - my poor helmet camera is practically hanging off my head! Can you see the thrilled smile on my face?
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Hookup disaster
Have I ever mentioned that Willow is a saint?
The photo is a still from my helmet camera. Byron and I loaded up the dogs and drove them out to Punderson State Park, for a training day with a group of other local mushers. It was their first time training around so many other teams, so they were a little... distracted.
The tangle was sorted out super fast, but this frame made me chuckle. As you can tell, this newbie team still has a lot of kinks to work out!
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Learning to camp
Unfortunately, I received the sad news today that sledding is not allowed on the Hinckley Reservation trail system, which runs right out of my backyard. So, instead of sledding today, I took the time to set up a prototype winter camp, and work out the kinks before the dogs have to camp away from home.
The dogs were surprisingly calm on the picket, considering that they had never been restrained in this way before.
After awhile, Bandit wanted to find out if he could play with Willow while he was on the picket.
The dogs did better than I expected, and they stayed picketed for a few hours while I worked around the farm and hung out in the tent. I tried to make it as close as possible to a "real" camping trip, and I hope it will pay off in the future.
Monday, December 28, 2009
Huskies in their element
Today marked an absolutely monumental event: I took Loki and Bandit out for our very first sled run today! It was more fun than I ever could have imagined. The sled was harder to control than I thought it would be, but I got the hang of it fairly quickly, and didn't have any spills. Well, unless you count the time that my stepbrother jumped into the basket and tipped the sled off the side of a hill. The good dogs just held their ground and I hooked down while we hoisted the sled back up onto the trail.
I didn't take my helmet cam, because I was too concerned with just staying on, and learning how to steer the sled. Unfortunately, I also didn't have a free hand for photographs.
But afterwards, I managed to shoot some good pics of working with them on line-out, in harness and amidst all the beautiful snow! It has only just stopped snowing here now, and we have close to 8" of white powdery beauty.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Feeders and fenceposts
You know what, this homesteading and sled-dogging thing is hard work. But wow, is it SATISFYING work.
Last night, I came in from shopping around 9:00 pm, and Byron and I worked on putting up the new chicken feeders, dumped 100 pounds of cracked corn into barrels in the barn, and stacked 14 4x4 fenceposts under the safety of the eave. All this was done by the comforting glow of a little camping lantern. There is just something nice about that. I don't know what, exactly, but it's nice.
This morning, the fence guys showed up, and set the posts for the new kennels that are going in, inside the fence at the far end. So far, the dimensions look great - each kennel is 8' x 16', and should be spacious and very comfortable for my guys. The best part is that it opens straight into the fenced yard, so it'll be super convenient to turn them out for playtime in any combination of groups, or just singly for training, without having to crate the others.
The new kennels should be complete by Tuesday of next week, including gates, and new pea gravel footing. Then, the dog-related work is complete until next year, when new grass will be planted in the fenced yard, and I cross my fingers and pray that it doesn't turn into a mud pit again by fall!
Last night, I came in from shopping around 9:00 pm, and Byron and I worked on putting up the new chicken feeders, dumped 100 pounds of cracked corn into barrels in the barn, and stacked 14 4x4 fenceposts under the safety of the eave. All this was done by the comforting glow of a little camping lantern. There is just something nice about that. I don't know what, exactly, but it's nice.
This morning, the fence guys showed up, and set the posts for the new kennels that are going in, inside the fence at the far end. So far, the dimensions look great - each kennel is 8' x 16', and should be spacious and very comfortable for my guys. The best part is that it opens straight into the fenced yard, so it'll be super convenient to turn them out for playtime in any combination of groups, or just singly for training, without having to crate the others.
The new kennels should be complete by Tuesday of next week, including gates, and new pea gravel footing. Then, the dog-related work is complete until next year, when new grass will be planted in the fenced yard, and I cross my fingers and pray that it doesn't turn into a mud pit again by fall!
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Even in December, work is never done
I realize I've really been behind-the-game with the blog. I have so many things I want to write about that I've been jotting them all down on a scrap paper beside my computer. These things add up - it's almost insane the amount of odd stories that accumulate living here on this tiny farm.
The biggest news is that the coop has had a major overhaul over the last few weeks. With winter approaching, I knew I had work to do if I wanted the chickens to stay warm, dry and contented throughout the cold months. So, a brand new heat lamp was wired up to the roof of the coop and through the back wall, into an extension cord in the barn. It's been working beautifully. A few of the hens had been roosting outside the coop, in the pine trees, recently, and this has completely eliminated the problem. They just can't pass up the cozy temps now that the nights are getting chilly.
Speaking of roosts, we completely tore out the old ones and replaced them with brand-new "chicken litterboxes". Basically, we have a 2x2" roosting bar across the length of the coop, elevated about 4" above a row of black plastic tubs. Each tub contains a few inches of Stall Dry, and the chickens' overnight waste collects in the tub, dries out and gets scooped a few times a week. The chickens stay cleaner, the coop stays cleaner, and the droppings go straight into the compost pile, with no wasted shavings. I love it!
And lastly, we installed new "hatch doors" on both sides of the coop. I've seen most people call these "pop doors", but someone forgot to give me that memo! These little chicken-sized doors keep the whole coop warmer, and add more protection from predators, since the regular, full-sized entry doors can now remain closed. It's just too cute to see the chickens hopping up through the doors!
The last remaining upgrades include a couple of new wall-mounted feeders, and next year, I'll be ripping out their current run fence and replacing it with something cleaner, better-looking, and safer for the chickens. The run will be about 3' smaller as well. Since my chooks are free-ranging, it will mostly be used to contain them in the event of a predator outbreak, or to raise fragile chicks.
Speaking of upgrades, our dog play yard needs some serious TLC. I've been absolutely heartbroken this year with the way the grass was torn up, and in its wake, the absolutely unbelievable mud-fest that followed the lack of grass. I've thrown down bale upon bale of straw, more times than I can count, and before I know it, it's disappeared beneath the goo. Thanks to the fight between Bandit and Jasper, and their resulting strict separation, Jasper's been spending a lot of time out there, getting very muddy, and looking like a posterchild for an ASPCA commercial. Of course I never let him stay muddy (he gets frequent baths) but you'd never know by looking at him.
So, the plan is to have our fence guys come back within the next couple of weeks, install a partition on the small "L" corner of the fence, and put down a pea gravel substrate there to serve as a tiny, dog-version of an all-weather paddock. It will truly be more like a kennel since it'll have a dog house and little deck, and possibly a roof over half of it. I haven't decided yet. But, I figure that can keep Jazz safely contained while the grass is reseeded next spring, and he can be contained during rainy or muddy days to keep the yard in much better shape. I think it's a good plan, and I can't wait to see it start to take shape. I take the care of my animals very seriously and if there's a problem, I'm going to do anything I can to fix it as soon as possible. I really can't stand seeing a problem like that day after day, so it'll be a huge load off my mind when the upgrade is completed.
Other dog news... we still haven't gotten enough snow to try out the sled yet, but that's all well and good, as I'm still waiting for new harnesses to arrive in the mail. The snow hook, helmet camera and snubbing line (used to tie off the sled during hookup, and safer than the snow hook) are also still in transit to me. I'm kind of hoping we have a few more weeks of scooter weather before it turns to the white stuff, since the dogs really need a refresher of working in pairs before they go out in a group.
That about sums up the goings-on at Hoof and Howl these days. I'll be posting pics of the renovations as soon as I can!
The biggest news is that the coop has had a major overhaul over the last few weeks. With winter approaching, I knew I had work to do if I wanted the chickens to stay warm, dry and contented throughout the cold months. So, a brand new heat lamp was wired up to the roof of the coop and through the back wall, into an extension cord in the barn. It's been working beautifully. A few of the hens had been roosting outside the coop, in the pine trees, recently, and this has completely eliminated the problem. They just can't pass up the cozy temps now that the nights are getting chilly.
Speaking of roosts, we completely tore out the old ones and replaced them with brand-new "chicken litterboxes". Basically, we have a 2x2" roosting bar across the length of the coop, elevated about 4" above a row of black plastic tubs. Each tub contains a few inches of Stall Dry, and the chickens' overnight waste collects in the tub, dries out and gets scooped a few times a week. The chickens stay cleaner, the coop stays cleaner, and the droppings go straight into the compost pile, with no wasted shavings. I love it!
And lastly, we installed new "hatch doors" on both sides of the coop. I've seen most people call these "pop doors", but someone forgot to give me that memo! These little chicken-sized doors keep the whole coop warmer, and add more protection from predators, since the regular, full-sized entry doors can now remain closed. It's just too cute to see the chickens hopping up through the doors!
The last remaining upgrades include a couple of new wall-mounted feeders, and next year, I'll be ripping out their current run fence and replacing it with something cleaner, better-looking, and safer for the chickens. The run will be about 3' smaller as well. Since my chooks are free-ranging, it will mostly be used to contain them in the event of a predator outbreak, or to raise fragile chicks.
Speaking of upgrades, our dog play yard needs some serious TLC. I've been absolutely heartbroken this year with the way the grass was torn up, and in its wake, the absolutely unbelievable mud-fest that followed the lack of grass. I've thrown down bale upon bale of straw, more times than I can count, and before I know it, it's disappeared beneath the goo. Thanks to the fight between Bandit and Jasper, and their resulting strict separation, Jasper's been spending a lot of time out there, getting very muddy, and looking like a posterchild for an ASPCA commercial. Of course I never let him stay muddy (he gets frequent baths) but you'd never know by looking at him.
So, the plan is to have our fence guys come back within the next couple of weeks, install a partition on the small "L" corner of the fence, and put down a pea gravel substrate there to serve as a tiny, dog-version of an all-weather paddock. It will truly be more like a kennel since it'll have a dog house and little deck, and possibly a roof over half of it. I haven't decided yet. But, I figure that can keep Jazz safely contained while the grass is reseeded next spring, and he can be contained during rainy or muddy days to keep the yard in much better shape. I think it's a good plan, and I can't wait to see it start to take shape. I take the care of my animals very seriously and if there's a problem, I'm going to do anything I can to fix it as soon as possible. I really can't stand seeing a problem like that day after day, so it'll be a huge load off my mind when the upgrade is completed.
Other dog news... we still haven't gotten enough snow to try out the sled yet, but that's all well and good, as I'm still waiting for new harnesses to arrive in the mail. The snow hook, helmet camera and snubbing line (used to tie off the sled during hookup, and safer than the snow hook) are also still in transit to me. I'm kind of hoping we have a few more weeks of scooter weather before it turns to the white stuff, since the dogs really need a refresher of working in pairs before they go out in a group.
That about sums up the goings-on at Hoof and Howl these days. I'll be posting pics of the renovations as soon as I can!
Last Sunday, Byron and I traveled down to Columbus to visit a few places that we missed down there, and meet up with a friend. It was great to see the city again (and Heaven knows how much we miss the good eats!), but it made me appreciate the solitude and quiet of home that much more.
The highlight of the trip was a completely unexpected wildlife encounter, while sitting in an Arby's drive-thru (NOT the good eats I referenced earlier, just traveling food!). There was a huge raptor circling overhead, and at first I almost dismissed it as a buzzard - but a better look at the wing silhouette, and I found myself exclaiming, "Is that an eagle!?" I had my camera, so I snapped a few shots. To my complete amazement, when I zoomed in on my viewfinder, there was the characteristic white head and tail of a mature Bald Eagle!
I guess it just goes to show that even the most developed of places still keep their "wild side". This eagle was seen just north of Columbus, near Delaware. Certainly not something I ever expected to see while sitting at a drive-thru!
The highlight of the trip was a completely unexpected wildlife encounter, while sitting in an Arby's drive-thru (NOT the good eats I referenced earlier, just traveling food!). There was a huge raptor circling overhead, and at first I almost dismissed it as a buzzard - but a better look at the wing silhouette, and I found myself exclaiming, "Is that an eagle!?" I had my camera, so I snapped a few shots. To my complete amazement, when I zoomed in on my viewfinder, there was the characteristic white head and tail of a mature Bald Eagle!
I guess it just goes to show that even the most developed of places still keep their "wild side". This eagle was seen just north of Columbus, near Delaware. Certainly not something I ever expected to see while sitting at a drive-thru!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
One of my hens is working overtime
A couple days ago, I collected this monster of an egg. Truly "jumbo" sized! I have no idea who laid it, and I haven't gotten any more like it, but this was really a shocker when I peeked into the nest box.
Apparently, occasionally laying large eggs like this is normal, and not anything to be concerned about. When I researched the topic, I found that they usually contain either two yolks, or an egg within an egg (maybe where the idea of nesting eggs/dolls came from originally?). So, I cracked it open and voila, there were two yolks, just as suspected!
Hens are definitely an odd crowd, that is for sure...
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Trailbreakers Dryland Challenge
Byron and I spent last weekend at a local sled dog race, the Trailbreakers Dryland Challenge. We enjoyed seeing all the rigs, from high-tech racing setups, to homemade welded carts. And of course, it was fantastic to hang out with some of my mushing friends again.
A great variety of classes were available to suit any musher - everything from 6-dog rig, 4-dog rig, to 2-dog bikejor, 1-2 dog scooter, and even canicross!
The dogs in attendance ranged from purebred Sibes, to "mix and match" recreational teams, to Alaskan huskies, and even a few hounds. I spent the entire day asking questions, learning about different bloodlines and types of equipment. I also met lots of new friends in the mushing community.
My friends, Don and Phyllis of Husky Hobbies, were in attendance for the event. Here's Don, racing with his rig and 6 of his purebred Sibes.
These two hounds, driven by Johnn Molburg, were incredibly fast. Sinewy machines of muscle, they were off like dynamite out of the starting chute. I have to admit, I had never understood the appeal of hounds in the mushing circuit until I watched these amazing dogs run.
Another new friend, Robin Harrison, ran an amazing team of little racing-bred Sibes, mostly Seppala strain. They were extremely focused dogs, and well-meshed as a team - working like a unit. It was great to see.
Next year, I hope to attend Trailbreakers with my own dog team and rig in tow. It's a long way to go and many hours of training, but the atmosphere at this race was wonderfully casual, and charged with the excitement and energy of recreational and professional mushers all enjoying the fall together. It's something I definitely want to be a part of in the future.
A great variety of classes were available to suit any musher - everything from 6-dog rig, 4-dog rig, to 2-dog bikejor, 1-2 dog scooter, and even canicross!
The dogs in attendance ranged from purebred Sibes, to "mix and match" recreational teams, to Alaskan huskies, and even a few hounds. I spent the entire day asking questions, learning about different bloodlines and types of equipment. I also met lots of new friends in the mushing community.
My friends, Don and Phyllis of Husky Hobbies, were in attendance for the event. Here's Don, racing with his rig and 6 of his purebred Sibes.
These two hounds, driven by Johnn Molburg, were incredibly fast. Sinewy machines of muscle, they were off like dynamite out of the starting chute. I have to admit, I had never understood the appeal of hounds in the mushing circuit until I watched these amazing dogs run.
Another new friend, Robin Harrison, ran an amazing team of little racing-bred Sibes, mostly Seppala strain. They were extremely focused dogs, and well-meshed as a team - working like a unit. It was great to see.
Next year, I hope to attend Trailbreakers with my own dog team and rig in tow. It's a long way to go and many hours of training, but the atmosphere at this race was wonderfully casual, and charged with the excitement and energy of recreational and professional mushers all enjoying the fall together. It's something I definitely want to be a part of in the future.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Frosted garlic stalks
Honestly, when I read my post title, all I can think is that it sounds like a really bad idea for a cereal.
But, jokes aside, I'm happy to report that the garlic in my raised beds is sprouting! I don't remember how many cloves I planted, but I have a variety of Georgian Crystal, Lorz Italian, Georgian Fire, and generic store garlic in the blend. To my shock, right now the generic grocery garlic is outperforming the rest. And of course, garlic doesn't mind a little frost, so I'm not worried about the plants in the slightest. To them, this is all just a rehearsal for the main event next spring, when they'll really take off and develop into mature heads of garlic.
In other news, the hens spent yesterday night on lockdown in the barn. Around 5:00 pm, I was standing outside on my front porch chatting with my neighbor Lois. Suddenly she said to me, "Look at that huge bird! What is that, is that an owl?" She pointed in the direction of the pine trees separating our properties, and I saw the large Cooper's hawk perched there, eyeing the flock. As if on cue, he launched out of the tree and swept towards the ground, disappearing around the side of the barn. I could hear the chickens screeching and Lois and I both took off in their direction. I made quite a racket to scare the hawk off, but he just circled and doubled around to land back in the pine trees. The chickens were, thankfully, unharmed, but very anxious; they were all huddled underneath a dense bush in the woods.
When the hawk continued to hang around, I decided to lock the chickens in the barn for the evening. My thinking is, if he takes one hen, he'll keep coming back until he's eaten every last one of them. On the other hand, if I prevent him from taking any, and hide the chickens for an evening, he should move on to better hunting grounds.
This is the second time a hawk has eyed my chickens, and interestingly, the hawk was perched in the same exact location both times. In fact, I even wonder if it might be the same bird.
Other than keeping my eyes open, there's not much I can do; all birds of prey are federally protected. Not that I would, or could, hurt a raptor anyway. Regardless of their hunting habits, I absolutely love and admire raptors, and they are just doing what comes naturally to them.
Still, I'd rather not see any of my birds harmed. I let them back outside this morning, but time will tell if I waited long enough to turn them loose from the barn.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
First frost of the season
When all the leaves have hit the ground, and the mornings arrive with a thin dusting of ice, in my mind, winter has arrived.
When the frost and the bare trees and that stark, cold light of winter greeted me this morning, about a dozen different Christmas songs ran through my head. I think that this is a more accurate measure of the seasons than any calendar.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
If you give a wolf(dog) a frisbee...
He'll want to destroy it, and then he won't want to give it back.
So, you'll have to give him a cookie to trade for the frisbee. Then, he'll follow you around looking for more cookies.
If you know what I'm referencing in this post, a virtual cookie to you too. I know at least three of you out there will "get it". ;)
So, you'll have to give him a cookie to trade for the frisbee. Then, he'll follow you around looking for more cookies.
If you know what I'm referencing in this post, a virtual cookie to you too. I know at least three of you out there will "get it". ;)
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
A little time off, but I'm back
Sorry for the weeks of absence - I had a severe writer's block, and nothing really seemed interesting enough to blog about! But, I can feel myself getting back into it again, so to start off, I thought I'd post this photo taken tonight.
Can you even believe that's a chicken? It's Thirteen, my last remaining Silver Polish hen. Tonight, instead of settling down in the coop, she decided to try roosting up in the pine trees on the edge of my property. She looked so adorable, like some kind of rare little owl perching there, that I couldn't help but photograph her before I gently coaxed her onto my hand and lifted her off the branch, back into the safety of the coop.
All the chickens have been pretty antsy the last few days. Walking along the handrails of the deck like circus tightrope walkers, digging up piles of fall leaves, and peering into the front windows (while the cats peer back) have become their favorite pastimes. It must be the weather changing - or they are just getting older, and braver. I'm not sure which.
(By the way, camp photos are still on the way. I still need to finish cropping them and editing them for the Net. I do still intend to post them!)
Monday, October 5, 2009
Back from camping!
Although I'm too worn out right now for a full post, here's a few photos from last weekend's camping trip. More to come!
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Another shout-out to Jenna at Cold Antler
...For her amazing tribute to October posted yesterday.
http://coldantlerfarm.blogspot.com/2009/09/grand-tomorrow.html
And to that, this homesteader says, "AMEN!"
http://coldantlerfarm.blogspot.com/2009/09/grand-tomorrow.html
And to that, this homesteader says, "AMEN!"
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
First fire of the season
Around here, it's obvious that fall has finally arrived. Temperatures are consistently in the 60's, signs advertising straw and fresh pumpkins are popping up all over town, and apple cider has once again appeared in the groceries. The trees on our property are waving golden and red, and scores of huge, beautiful rust-brown beech leaves are starting to appear scattered across the backyard.
Today, the temperatures really took a dive. With a high of only 54 degrees, a steady cold rain, and occasional wind gusts, it's the kind of day that I only want to do one thing: read a book next to a blazing fire.
So, this morning, I fed and watered the animals, then bedded everyone down with fresh straw and shavings. Once they were all set, I retired into the house for a double-helping of farmer's eggs and apple cider, and set to work getting a good fire going.
The leftover logs from last winter are nice and dry this year, and they sure caught fast compared to last year. Within just a few minutes, the fire was busily spreading over the wood. I filled the tetsubin (Japanese tea kettle) over the fire with hot water, whole cloves and cinnamon sticks, and within just a few minutes the whole house was full of Autumn.
Seeing a fire in the fireplace again reminded me that I've only lived here for a year now - almost to the day. Even so, the fireplace already seems so nostalgic. I remember what a wonderful feeling it was to smell woodsmoke and hear the crackle of the fireplace last year - after living in the city with a small gas fireplace, it was absolute heaven (and still is). Byron and I burned wood in the fireplace almost constantly last fall and winter - and the fireplace even got us through a full week without any other source of heat. To say that I have a lot of affection for our hearth would be a severe understatement.
The only thing missing today was a book to read. I'm waiting on a small order of books to arrive in the mail, so the timing was a little off. But there's so much else to work on that it's not such a loss. With any luck, the day will be spent cleaning house, and making homemade pasta to stash and freeze. And if I'm really lucky, I'll have time to take Bandit and Willow out for their first run in over two weeks. I might like the fire and the cozy house, but I like the cold fall weather just as much.
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