I wanted to prove to my loyal fans that there had in fact been a blizzard here in Seattle severe enough to make an Inuit cringe.
This is me and the Stray trying to "do our business." It became really difficult for about a week. Several times I was tempted to just give up, but then Daddy would have gotten mad and Mommy would have had a terrible mess to clean up.
In all honesty, it was almost a little fun at first to take in this new stuff. I had seen snow before, but never this much.
The me and the Stray decided to try our luck bounding through it, and it was a little fun.
Then we kept bounding and bounding, but my feet started getting cold and I began to realize that this stuff really sucked non-castrated testicles.
The Stray, being dumb and happy just kept running around like a fool.
She allowed Mommy to put a jacket on her to keep her warm.
Here is a little puggy snow playtime.
Snarf Everydog later,
Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth