I don't think we have enough propane on hand, LOL. It was a riot watching one of the dogs hit a stretch of glare ice. All four feet were going in different directions and running in place until she figured out that she had to steer towards some grass and more solid footing.Micro! Good to see you online. Maybe you need a flamethrower!
I told DH this morning that taking care of the chickens didn't take a fraction of the time that suiting up, putting on the studded boots and mincing my way up the hill did.


She must not get out much.
