When it’s this cold nobody wants to go out, or go anywhere. So I try new recipes and try to keep old Pink from becoming too bored. She has, for a dog, a first-rate mind. And I can tell when she’s bored: she wants to walk far too frequently for her biological needs and whines for me to set up the screen door so she can see out. It’s a sad thing, it really is. I hate feeling cold; Pink hates boredom. So we compromise.

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