Sergey Kozlov. Hedgehog in the fog (№ 28455)

"Sometimes same - stoked the stove, staring at the fire and think: that's what it is, a big winter!
And suddenly Wake up at night from unexplained noise. Wind, I think, a raging Blizzard, but no, the sound is not like this, and far some, a very familiar sound. What is it? And fall asleep again. And in the morning out on the porch - forest in the fog and no island no snow to be seen anywhere. Where did it go, winter? Then run away from the porch and saw a puddle.
A real puddle in the middle of winter. And all of the trees are pairs. What is it? And this night, it was raining. Big, heavy rain. And washed away the snow. And chased away the cold. And in the forest was warm, as it happens only in early autumn".
That's how I thought the Bear quiet warm morning in the middle of winter.