Simple Thanks

Simple Thanks

The other day, on an uncommon Pacific Northwest snow day, momma and I got ready to head out for our early morning walk and then make a quick stop to shovel our elder neighbor lady’s sidewalk. “We have to get you all ready,” said momma as she snuggled me tight, like a sausage, in my doggy snow suit. “Come on little suit,” she said as she struggled with the zipper; and then sang an off-key, and somewhat wobbly version of “Hot Legs” while she strapped on my snow booties. Waddle, waddle, waddle.  Off we went, down our drive way, out in to the gloriously cold and snowy, sunshine-filled morning. I sniffed at the little blades of grass struggling to lift out from the freshly fallen snow, careful to select just the right one in order to relieve myself. Sniff, sniff, sniff… Hey, I thought to myself, I’m pretty sure that Benny, the neighbor’s Boston Terrier had already been here this morning! All the while my momma is talking to me about all that she sees. “Oh Mattie, look! The snow has covered the Miller’s squirrel feeder. I wonder if the squirrels will be able to find some food? What do you think Mattie?” Before I answer she is off on another thought. “Wow! Look at the mountains in the distance, they are all covered in snow! Beautiful! Don’t you think they are beautiful Mattie?” I look up and… “Lets go see June, you remember June don’t you Mattie” Wha? What happened to the mountains, I think to myself. But before I can be sure that we have completed our...

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