Old Dog

Well I suppose I can put up with cold weather for the sake of my old dog, Khain. In a complete affront to the common theory that cold weather makes you hurt more he seems to enjoy it. Maybe he is a masochist, wouldn't surprise me.  He runs around like a fool, can run up and down the deck steps and enjoys his frozen rabbit .... pellets.

 Me and Squire prefer the warm life.

 And Bone just wants to be with people.