Oh Boy, do I have happy dogs!! Overnight we had snow and this morning it was a wonderful surprise for the canine members of the family. Rob and I were somewhat less overjoyed. There's a nice thick layer of ice under the snow and we still can't get the car up the hill, even with four wheel drive.
Here they all are racing around the yard together when we first let them out.
Tess and Lola and Noah wanted to play ball, so here I am getting ready to throw the ball. Yes, I'm wearing my garden gloves. I left my winter gloves in my other jacket and didn't want to miss the action. It was too cold to go without gloves, so I grabbed these off the shelf in the garage. They aren't very warm, but they worked to keep my hands dry.
Sky with his ears flapping as he runs.
Samba and Morgan enjoyed the snow as much as the younger dogs.
Trying to point is useless with these dogs. I tried to point out the ball to Samba, but she just comes to check out my finger.
Tsar is so happy. This is the kind of weather he lives for. In the summer he just goes out in the morning and evening. When fall arrives he starts spending more time outside, often playing by himself. When winter arrives he wants to be out all the time. We'll leave him out for an hour at a time as long as I can watch him from the window.
Fudge likes the snow, too.
They all like to stay out until snowballs start to form around the pads of their feet. Then they're ready to come in and thaw out. Everyone finds a warm spot to nap.
Tsar doesn't want to come inside. It's so nice out.
OK, he'll come in, but he's bringing his stick with him.