You know you are a real wood burner when you take the day off work, minus 30 degrees, to get on the roof to finish the stack install on your new stove because you can't wait until the weekend to fire it off.
You know you are a real wood burner when bringing in an armload of wood one piece drops to the ground, your Lab picks it up and runs off with it, and you're pissed at the dog for several days 'cause you never saw the split again.
You know you're damn sure a real wood burner when the following summer you spend a hour looking through the property willows for that split your Lab went and hid last winter.
You know you are a real wood burner when bringing in an armload of wood one piece drops to the ground, your Lab picks it up and runs off with it, and you're pissed at the dog for several days 'cause you never saw the split again.
You know you're damn sure a real wood burner when the following summer you spend a hour looking through the property willows for that split your Lab went and hid last winter.