|Flash was in the pasture, keeping watch over Kalvin|
|Or, maybe, he was just harrassing Kalvin. His new favorite game: pull on Kalvin's blanket|
|The dogs were loving it.|
|Kalvin was on the look out for breakfast|
|Winston thought snow was great. He played and played.|
|He kept trying to eat the snow on the overturned feed bins. And then he pawed it all off.|
The horses were going nuts with the cold wind. Flash, Winston and Kalvin were bucking, rearing and racing around. Jackson was bucking in his turnout. He wanted out in the worst way but I knew he would run around like a crazy man and that's how his last acute flare up happened.
For dinner, I made Italian Wedding Soup (meatballs, orzo, and kale in a killer broth) and bread.
A good day all the way around.