
The plan was for Grasshopper and Kita to take the old goat around to Bedrock for a little visit. Then Mrs. Slate would bring them back to the start of our driveway. Then I would pick them up with the sled. About 45 minutes after they left, I look out the door and who do I see? Kita. He jogged home across the lake. That just proves the old adage about people and their pets resembling each other.

Just another snow pic.
