Or, small runty dog up to his armpits in snow.
Fabulous walk above Limoux today: the snow outlining the contours of the hills, the distant mountain peaks steely and sharp against the last sun rays. Even the tile factory was majestic, a huge white battle ship surrounded by broken chips of ice floats.
Home — fire still in, Spanish cakes and tea, very tired dogs.
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