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Whew! Here it goes:

Kalkaska was GREAT. We did 6dog sport and 4dog pro; I've never had cleaner runs! In 4dog pro, we took 7th of 38. Not too damn bad, eh?

And now let's skip ahead to this weekend....Fife Lake. I should probably begin by saying IT WAS COLD AS HELL. I will then continue trying to explain how DAMN COLD it was. Once again, we did 6sport and 4pro. The sport team started out as pretty much a joke and just a way to exercise my "extras," but they ended up pulling (pun very much intended) a 3rd place finish in that class. Those dogs ran hard....all four of them. Damn straight. I ran four dogs in a six dog class and we took 3rd place. Not too damn bad, eh?

The trail was pretty intense, so you had to drive the sled like your life depended on it....because it pretty much did. My 4dog was on fire. Seriously, there were flames. We were sitting in 5th on Saturday. Sunday started at a balmy -20 and warmed up to a searing -3.

We were in the chute for 4dog and, literally at the LAST second, Freddie decided that she also wanted to wear Heini's harness. We barely cleared the chute and I had to hook down, untangle them and explain to Freddie that single beds are only made for ONE. After that, the run was FLAWLESS and fast as anything. Even after all that, we held our 5th place spot. Not too damn bad, eh? I'm happy with it.

Now, like I've been saying, it was way too hot all weekend. Oh, wait....no it wasn't. Silly me. I think we've established that it was finger-number cold, right? Good. Just have to make sure you're following me. It was during my 4dog that I realized how much my ear hurt. Question mark I thought to myself. I took off my gloves to feel it....only problem was, I couldn't. My fingers were fine, but my earlobe was stiff and numb. Naturally, I said to hell with it and concentrated on my run. I forgot about my ear until we started the truck to drive home.....and then I realized the feeling in my earlobe was similar to what I would expect if a small raccoon, no more like a badger or a wolverine, were trying to CHEW ITS WAY THROUGH MY SKIN. Needless to say, I frostbit my ear. No, THE FROST bit my ear. Uncalled for. BUT, it's still attached to my head. Not too damn bad, eh?