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Early mornings around these parts are starting to feel a little like fall. At 6:05 am when I let the dog out this morning, the long tufts of grass that seriously need a shearing were just a wee bit crunchy on top. The air smelled crisp and I had a sudden craving for pumpkin pie.
Little Lebowski, on the other hand, wouldn't come down the porch steps under his own steam* and had a look on his face like "you have got to be kidding, I'm going back to bed." Puppy's first brrrrr! As soon as the leaves start falling, I'm sure he'll be over it.
*That dog is getting too heavy for pick-ups. Ouch!
