My mom Cathy took me out to play in the snow today. Seattle is buried under many inches and we’re stuck at home.
We spent about 40 minutes walking around the neighborhood. Can you tell I am starting to feel a little chilly?
Luckily Cathy was afraid my paws would get frostbitten. So soon afterward, we went back in. I headed straight for my bed. A cold dog is a a tired dog.