Here in the Bluegrass, winter hasn’t quite arrived yet. Last week, temperatures exceeded 60¡F and this week we’re sitting pretty in the mid- to upper 50s, albeit dealing with seemingly endless rain that has turned Dorado’s pasture into a mud pit (which he seems to be quite enjoying, judging from the ratio of clean coat to muddy coat that’s been waiting for me each day). But in other parts of the country, cold, snow, and ice have settled in.