My dog, Brave, is elated that fall is on its way. All summer long, we have kept him shaved close, gone swimming, slept in the shade and hibernated indoors in the smoldering hours past noon. However, the last few mornings the temperature has just barely been 60 degrees when we woke and sat on the patio for Bible study. In fact, a few times, he’s left me outdoors and gone inside to nap again in his cozy bed. This winter I may have to buy a bed warmer.