You know in previous winters when I've been down in the woods or out on the pond I always wished that I had a dog to keep me company. And now, lookie there, I do. Isn't that nice?
He doesn't get very far from me.
Though he did veer off the path to investigate this beaver house. Right about now the Beaver family is looking up at their ceiling wondering what the heck is happening. Our family feels your pain Beaver's. We truly do.
The snow sleds haven't been out on the pond, so we decided to trust their instincts and turn around.
Slowly we returned home. The only sound the glide of my skis and the flump-flump of Jake's paws in the newly fallen snow.