Frisky

It's the middle of Winter and there is a hard freeze outside. One of those mornings when the grass cracking under your feet sounds like that of a person walking on broken glass. I wake up early and go outside to check on Frisky and to get him some fresh water and dog food. As I approach his house, a gripping horror overtakes me. Frisky's chain is wrapped around a tree and he is frozen solid, just like everything else on this unforgettable morning. As we place him into the frozen ground, we realize how much he will be missed!