The keeper wanted to get outside before dark. We warned her that the ground was so cold our paws burned. But she showed us her sturdy soled shoes. She bundled up in her down coat and gloves and muffler and headed out. We were a little concerned because it was starting to get dark, and we were getting hungry. If something happened to her, who would feed us? Sorry, that's just the way we think. She burst back into the house bringing all the chilled air with her. She insisted that we look at the mountains with her. She said she couldn't leave the vista alone and she climbed over people's fences to get better views, and sometimes she even asked them permission. According to her, the late afternoon light and the sharp air brought beautiful mountain viewing. Most sensible people were in their homes with fires burning. The neighbor's fire smells like bacon and steak, by the way. The only other people out were those who had to walk their dogs.
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