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We’re holding out.No matter that I could see my breath in the bathroom this morning. We are not touching that dial – the thermostat dial, that is – until we absolutely cannot stand one more second of freezing our patooties off. That’s because we’re revolting against the weather – or more specifically, our heating bills. Today’s the first day of fall, but you wouldn’t know it from the reports of snow in the high country, to say nothing of our shivering dogs and equally-cold cats. Our pooches have even reached a temporary truce with our felines. As I’m writing this, with stone-cold fingers, the whole lot of the them are huddled together in a big breathing mound of fur. Isn’t that sweet? We’re not being frugal – we’re fostering animal camaraderie. (You should see the look on one of the cat’s faces right now. She’s not amused.)Winter’s come early this year. Suddenly, we’ve jumped straight from the blazing hot days of summer to frost on the pumpkin – and nearly everything else inside our house. Usually, we get a little respite between having to use the swamp cooler and cranking up the furnace. We get a little breather from choking on our cooling bills and passing out from the cost of heating our place. But not this year. POW. It’s cold. So, we’ve discovered anew the benefits of our fireplace. That baby emits some heat. Firewood is our friend. Matches are our buddies. And in my husband Erik’s case, so is the nearest can of lighter fluid. Erik’s certainly not vying for Eagle Scout status. He has absolutely no need to demonstrate the finer points of campfire building. For him, it’s bring out the Kingsford, and rid yourself of those unsightly eyebrows. (And I’m not kidding. It’s happened.)We’ve also discovered the joys of clothing. Lots of clothing. And blankets. And wool socks. Nothing says “I love you” better than showing up for bed in Farmer John longjohns, a sweater, leg warmers, a hat – and neck gaiter. Just when I’m feeling like I really can’t take one more “Dr. Zhivago” moment, all I have to do is look out the window to see our critters who are relegated to the great outdoors. The lamb, goats and horses have it a lot worse, out there in the cold. OK, so they have entirely different metabolisms, and they come equipped with wool and fur. Still, I think I’d rather be wrapped in a blanket on the couch than outside naked standing in the pasture – but that’s just me. Carrie Click is the editor and general manager of The Citizen Telegram in Rifle, citizentelegram.com. Her lips have now turned blue. Carrie can be reached at 625-3245, ext. 101, cclick@citizentelegram.com.


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