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Look at that. A plow! I’ve never seen such a thing before! (It’s on its way back in this photo, after turning around at the end of our farm. That’s as far as it goes.)
It’s snowing, which is unexpected due to the fact that I haven’t paid any attention to the news this week. And unwelcome, since it’s a little bitterly cold for hiking today. I can only be glad that Coco was made to live in the Pyrenees and cold weather is no never mind to her with her thick double coat. However. I’m upset that it’s snowing and I want it to stop. If you can arrange that, thank you. (Re updates–if she comes home, trust me, I will post!) I hadn’t taken the goats to the barn last night as I would have if I’d known, so they had to go wading through the snow, but were happy to be tucked into their warm, dry stall. All the outdoor barn faucet handles were frozen and I had to lug water from the house! And climb over my own gate! Because the latch is frozen. But otherwise everything is as okay as it can be….
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As to the frozen faucets-Hope you will be able to get some freeze-proof hydrants put in. They sure make life easier.
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Have you considered contacting the local police? The county or the sheriff’s patrol might hear something first if a ‘large’ dog is seen on someone’s property – especially if the person has livestock. Be sure to let them know about the Stringtown Farm possibility as well.
Keeping my fingers crossed you will find Coco soon, or she will find her way home soon. And that she is healthy.
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I check the site hourly, hoping for a huge headline saying she is home.
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