Snow Dogs

I've been patient. I've been very patient. The years have ticked by and I've waited and hoped. It used to snow here almost every winter, but it hasn't snowed since before my dogs were born. I want my dogs to see snow, so I finally took matters into my own hands. If the snow wouldn't come to my dogs, then I would bring my dogs to the snow.

Today was the big day. I loaded the dogs into the car and drove to Frasier Park. In about an hour, we were knee deep in snow. The dogs ran, jumped and plowed their way through the snow. Every once in awhile, like every twenty feet, they would sprawl in the snow to cool off.

Kelsey surprised me. Although he's smarter than some of my coworkers, he's not the smartest Golden I've ever known. But, he was the first one to figure out that snow was water. He was gulping mouthfulls of it.

We had a great time. The snow was fun, but it was nice to get home, change into dry clothes and get warm. The first thing Murphy did when he got home was to get into the pond.