We had two dogs at the same time. One acted like a complete nut and loved it. The other one walked on snow like it was lava and couldn’t wait to come inside. Dogs don’t all act the same.
One or two loved it - the biggest one, the GSD, not so much. The one that was part coyote was pretty indifferent. My most recent one, part Border Collie, like it when there was something he could watch walking on it - a squirrel, etc. Otherwise, a good snow got to that one’s belly and that did NOT amuse him in the least. All three begged for towel drying when they came in or they’d dry off on one of us.
I think one of the things they like is that it brings down new smells for them to revel in. I don’t know, all my dogs have loved it. The current one likes to make a dog version of the snow angel (otherwise known to me as a snow-dog wallow).
My Bichon Frise certainly loves the snow. I know if I was walking around naked with my junk barely an inch above the ground, I’d avoid the snow, but not him!
My dogs have varied in their reactions. Some act like it’s raining money, and other act like it’s raining fire. My GSD puppy goes crazy with joy just for water. She thinks everything is the world’s biggest party. I’m looking forward to her first snow.
I had a diminutive black lab that I got while living in Montana. “Darcy”, actual real name, loooooooooved the snow. She could frolic like no other. I took her down to New Mexico to see my Ma, and on a hot summer day, we visited the White Sands. It was hot in the car, we were hot, Darcy was hot, and we drove into the White Sands National Monument park, and Darcy saw those big beautiful hills of snow white… gypsum. She couldn’t wait to get out. It was pretty funny, but I really felt sorry for her. She bounced into the dune and came up with a big mouthful of… gypsum. We had to go back to the information center to get her some water.
My dogs have been about 50-50 on snow over the years. My current two aren’t thrilled about snow that continues to remain on the ground after a day or do, but they love to dash around and chase the flakes while they are falling.
Yeah, where I live, the wind causes the snow to drift into piles 3 or 4 feet deep right outside my front door. I used to have a small cocker-poodle-other mutt that would excitedly, with joyous-abandon-aforethought, go racing out the door and leap right into the snow, disappearing entirely, just so he could dig his way out and destroy the drift in the process. Total mystery to me why the dog loved that so much. wish I had a video, but that pet is 15 years gone into the Great Dog Park In The Sky.