I'm a cold weather pup. I hate the sweltering hot days of August and I love the cold crisp days of January. And if there's anything better than cool January days, it's cool January days with snow.
In my younger days, I took full advantage of blizzards:
sprinting through snowbanks,
perching atop mountains,
sticking my snout in holes,
and gutting snowmen.
Now-a-days? I prefer to leave the blizzards to the young pups. All I want are a couple of inches of snow; just enough to make dog angels in.
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