Every now and then.. I have an experience that is …Well that awakens something in me….experiencing and..Romping in the Snow was such a time… I could feel my ancestors, fighting the elements to stay alive, finding warmth , where they could, searching for food,, shelter…It came upon me like a wave of consciousness … Knowing I am a product of their success…I too have to do the very same things, that has been required of my kind for centuries …Yes it was cold in the snow..I was able to approach Momdog,( Hearing the call) where upon a warm towel dried the moisture from my coat..I jumped in the Truck and was able to retrieve a Bone I had buried in the seat cushions..I felt so connected….I shall Sleep on the Big Bed tonight ,with renewed appreciation for the ones who have gone before……is that Crab I smell ??