“Okay. I know a spot just past the river. There's a den of rabbits there. That's good enough for now.” he said, getting serious.

“That seems kind of mean. Sneaking up on them in their sleep? It's Christmas…” I trailed off, starting to feel bad.

“Just think of it as a Christmas present to us and our family. The rabbits feed us and allow us to have a happy Christmas morning with our family.” he said, giving my hand a light squeeze.

I still wasn't satisfied, by the darkness of his eyes convinced me that he needed anything he could for now.

“Okay.” I said, putting on a smile for him and making the leap over the bed of water.

We quickly hunted and almost slowly walked back to the house. I could tell he wanted more time with me before we had to be with the family again. We hadn't had a lot of alone time since our honeymoon.

“Can we do one more thing before we go inside?” I asked him, out of the blue.

“Um, sure. What is it?” he asked, curious.

“Just lay down with me. Here.” I said, pointing to a small area of fresh, powder snow.

He chuckled a little, but did as I said.

“You know, this reminds me of that one song.” he said, looking over at me.

“Which one?” I asked, starting to move my arms and legs in the form of a snow angel.

“White Christmas. And now I get it.” he said, following suit, but doing something weird with his legs.

“What are you doing? And will you sing it to me?” I asked sitting up slightly, to get a better look.

He was moving both his arms up and down, but he was moving both his legs side to side instead of mimicking a jumping jack motion.

“If you move both your legs to each side, its more muscle work for a human, but you don't gather that clump of snow between your legs when you are done.” he said, continuing his strange motions.

“Huh.” was my brilliant response, as I laid back down and tried his technique.

“And yes. I'll sing it for you.” he said, when I was too concentrated on my work to do or say anything else.