Here’s our neighborhood. Mom took this picture Tuesday afternoon, November 23, as we went for our walk. That sign read “23 degrees,” my mom says. It was mid-afternoon and usually the streets would be filled with cars. Today it was blissfully empty.
I wanted to keep going, but she reminded me, “Gracie, you’ve had your walk with your Aunt Sara. And it’s slippery. No pulling today!”
Last night I moved really fast for our final evening walk. I knew my mom absolutely did not want to walk in the cold and the sidewalks were getting icy.
“Thank you, Gracie,” my mom said. “You’ve almost made up for stealing two helpings of cat food. I hope we can walk to the Mud Bay store tomorrow.”