I got our Maggie’s harness on so she was ready for our morning walk. She would not quit wiggling today for me to get the leash on her. I got to giggling sitting on the floor as I called her a little stinker. My Maggie was feeling her oats this morning.
When I opened up the front door the cold air hit me like a sledgehammer. I noticed the yard was covered heavily in frost as well – our first frost this season. Winter seems to come so abruptly here in the South. I guess that frost means no mowing of my yard until spring.
Well, suffice it to say Maggie and I went for an abbreviated and short jaunt around the neighborhood this morning – a morning fit for Jack Frost.