Not the coldest night of the year, but....

It is not the coldest night of the year tonight. Though, it is pretty chilly.  The woodstove is working tonight.  And I do miss you tonight. Not because you warmed me up.  The exact opposite on cold nights.  You came to bed with ice cold feet and your hind end was as cold as a butterball turkey minutes out of the freezer.  And you snuggled in search of heat.  I miss that.

Later

Deaner.