Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Discovery



It had snowed before they arrived, just enough to cover the old vegetable garden. Each morning they were sent out for exercise. They chased each other to the woods, first one in the lead then the other. Sometimes they slipped and fell several times before reaching the trees.

Twenty endless minutes later they'd finish their tear, ending at the iced over brook. She'd splay herself on the ice, cooling down. They'd both munch on the snow.

One morning the ice broke. The brook wasn't very deep, the water was very cold. Wading in frigid water was not, she found, her sport.

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