Open Season: The Horace Dog Whisperer and a Christmas rooster hunt
A mile down the snow-covered gravel road, I contemplated my sanity.
In the gray glow of a cloud-covered dawn, it was tough to tell where road ended and ditch began. Besides a few tractor tire tracks already becoming covered by the blowing, powdery snow, we were forced to blaze our own trail.
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