This past Wednesday Bill and I were getting on the Madison Beltline heading west to begin our biweekly CSA delivery route when we got Marlee’s call. Bill’s urgent questioning and disjointed replies alerted me that something terrible was happening. My mind jumped from terrible picture to terrible picture - Marlee was talking to Bill so she was ok but was Aidan under a tractor? Caught in some machine? On the way to the hospital? Bill urgently directed her to go to the electrica

Last week it was Sassy's piglets, this week it's Marlee's Australian Shepherd io's (said as initials "I" "O") puppies. Some people call February 2nd Groundhog Day, but this year it was Puppy Day at our house! io actually started acting as if it was time on Wednesday, the day before. She couldn't seem to get comfortable for long, didn't want to spend time out in the snow as she normally would instead opting to sit by the door to go back in, acted irritated with the other dogs,