Okay, so I recant just a bit of my snow feelings. Sometimes, you just have to learn from your dogs. Grace (the blue eyed wonder deaf dog) and Clovis (the beefy one, always first to the feed bowl) were both wearing long faces and mopping around the house. I finally relented and took them out amongst the tumbleweed infested snow. What fun.
The house now smells of wet dog, but a small price for such an image of unbounded freedom…….en theos…….jim