My dog’s a lot like everyone else’s dogs who love snow. She’s a large golden retriever.
We’ve got about 12" but it’s drifty. I went out around noon to dig her a path through the snow. It was weird, she’d been out two times already and I didn’t see any paths or spots where she’d done her business. I guess it had been windy enough to cover everything up.
So I get the shovel and start with a path. Looks like it drifted way over 18" where I was digging. She follows me and lies down in the path as I go, eating snow and sticking her nose under. I’m just about done and I’m explaining how she can now use the path to go potty and what I good mommy I am because this was very hard work and…
She just takes off running through the yard, doing one of those “running is the best thing ever” races that dogs tend to do in the spur of the moment for no reason. Around all the trees, up to her eyeballs in snow, leaping in and out of drifts like a dolphin. Like she was totally mocking me for thinking she needed a path! She finds a spot near a tree, on the other side of the yard from where I shoveled, and does her business then stops to stare at me like I’m a moron.
So I just follow her path, around the trees, clearing the snow with my boots and stuff and come back to where I’d cleared with the shovel. Pretty much for my own amusement because obviously she didn’t need it!
I’m not clearing snow for her anymore.
I also took her in the front yard when I cleared my walkway. She found a gigantic icicle on a low shrub and lied down to eat it. Once she’d given up on that she decided to rip up the tall grass I’d planted this summer.
Then I took her by my folks’ where she proceeded to tackle me and try to take my hat, which was under my hood so she just sort of dragged me around by my hood. If you’ve ever seen a large woman get dragged across the snow by her hood by a 90-lb dog…uhm, well I’ve never seen it but I assume it’s quite amusing.
Somewhere around here we have a video of our much-missed elkhound playing in the snow as a puppy. She loved it, and I don’t think she was at all uncomfortable in temps down to 10 below. She’d stick her nose down, snorfle around, and then just bulldoze her way through.
Yuck. If the snow would melt and then we had a good freeze it wouldn’t be so bad, but I’m sure it’ll be mushy and smelly. Yippee.
Cosmo, our Rhodesian mix likes the snow to be thrown at him while I’m shoveling. He catches snowballs like nobody’s business. Jumps up, does a half-snoopy dance, and really enjoys himself. Loki, the collie mix, now he (as a 10 month old pup) looooves the snow. He shoots out the back door, down the stairs and heads immediately for the highest drift, puts his head down, and plows right through it. He got a hold of one of my old shoes, and tosses it all around the yard into drifts and fishes it back out again. He’s insane.
My boss has two Yorkies she brings to the office. If you take them outside, they get all annoyed and look like the cold and snow was your personal doing. They run to the grass, pee, and run back inside.
But they think it’s a great game to sneak out when someone is holding the door open. When we miss them and look outside, they will be there laughing at you. “HA HA!”
