Frankie loved the snow. He did not like it when we dressed him up in snow gear. But he tolerated it – with so much patience.We woke up to this snow globe world this morning and blurted out lets walk Frankie . before I caught myself on that last word.Its our first winter without him in 16 years.Late at night – when its just starting to drift and its super quiet – I Sometimes think I see him around camp looking for leftover scraps left by campers.Its not normal.I should probably get my head checked.But in a weird way,its always comfortingAnd I hope I never lose sight of him