Winter in Texas

I got up on Thursday morning to put the doggies out.  Everyone but Abby went out and she tried to run back in the house.  I caught her and put her out.  I just stood at the door because I knew they wouldn't be long.  It was 28 degrees and for Texas that is darn cold.  Sure enough, within a couple of minutes, they were all at the door.  I opened the door.  Daisy shot in followed by Missy, Abby and Jock.  I couldn't see Duncan.  He usually sits outside the door and waits for me to step out and get him.  He was nowhere to be seen.  That scared me.  So I turned around to close the pet gate to the kitchen and there was Duncan standing there looking at me.  He had shot in under the big dogs' feet.  He was not about to stay out there in that cold.  Now Daisy is demanding to be fed.  Guess I'll go feed them.  Abby didn't go to Dr. Don.  Dr. Don was out sick, so she went to my back-up vet, Dr. Cargill.  He was really good with her.  Gotta go.  Everyone is demanding to be fed.