With only a couple of days remaining in the ruffed grouse and pheasant hunting seasons last Dec. 29, Sabin Adams would have been chasing birds, had he felt better.
But he had a cold and wasn't up to following his two dogs, Daisy and Remnar, through the hinterlands. Besides, nighttime temperatures were dipping below minus-20 near his home in Clarissa, Minn., and he worried the intemperate weather might make him sicker still.
Adams, however, did feel well enough that evening to attend a family holiday party with his wife, Sara, and their 3-year-old son, Briar.
While he was at the gathering, his cellphone rang.
"It was my mother,'' Adams said. "My parents lived near us. She said I should go home right away. Our house was burning.''
Thankful that Sara and Briar were with him, Adams nonetheless fretted for the family's two dogs as he raced home. Daisy was a German shorthair and Labrador retriever mix he acquired while he was a biology student at Bemidji State, and Remnar was a 2½-year-old shorthair.
"By the time I got home,'' Adams said. "The house was gone, and so were Daisy and Remnar.''
Twenty-nine years old, Adams belies the slacker caricature that sometimes is ascribed to millennials.