In the northeast, most people look to the coming of winter with a degree of trepidation, anxiety and to an extent, loathing. I’m not one of those people. Last night before I went to bed, I looked out the window into the yard and my non-existent lawn had a beautiful sheet of white on top. I wanted to make sure that I got a great sleep so that I could bring the dog outside to play as early as possible.

My dog just turned 1 this past Thursday. Last winter we really didn’t have snow to speak of so this was going to be her first snow fall and I couldn’t wait to see what she did. At first, she didn’t know what to make of the little white stuff falling on her back but being a doxie, she wasn’t too crazy about it. After a while, she started to run around and dig her nose into the snow. Between snorts from filling her nose with wet snow, she’d run and romp around on everyone’s lawn. It was great fun.

Molly as a Pup