Chasing something too big

By Evelyn “E.T.” Trevathan,

Guest Writer

Well, it is another cold winter morning as I sit here by a good warm fire with a cup of hot coffee, enjoying this beautiful morning. It is still early and very still and quiet here in our little valley.

The cats are still curled up on their beds on the porch. Seems all is well, but not so outside our little comfort zone. Still trouble, heartache and sickness out there.

We got a call from one of our neighbors last night. Her little dog had gotten out and was chansing a deer or something. She was frantic. He is not used to the cold like this. A lot of our...