Olive has already run all the way to the top of the hill, back down again, and is running back up to make sure I am still alive.
I mean YES the sun was out - which was quite unusual and quite welcome BUT........
The deep snow requires major effort on my part. From my back door to the top of the hill is the equivalent of 39 flights of stairs. I can normally breeze up here with no problem but evidently my gasping for breath was SO loud that an entire herd of deer became terrified by my labored breathing and bolted out of the woods and down the hill. Even they mocked me. One deer turned around whilst effortlessly leaping through the snow as if to say, "YOU WILL NEVER CATCH ME!" All I could do was to.......
catch a fleeting glimpse of their trail. The deer was right.
This is in NO way me stalling.....I am in no way wheezing and gasping for air. I am not delaying the inevitable return back home. See? The moon! I mean you have to stop and take a moon picture!
Okay - so my return trip home MAY have taken a while. I may have been secretly wishing that Mr. Yesteryear Acres would come and rescue me. I may have been in fear that I would become part of the frozen tundra never to be seen again. As the sun slowly set against the snow-filled landscape - I watched my doodle dogs happily bounce back home. I "gasp" am "gasp" right "gasp" behind you!
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