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I have the best damn dog ever, you guys.
I wanted to break some of the bigger icicles off the windows because they are fucking massive, and I took Ace out with me because she has been staring longingly at the snow through the window all day long.
The very first thing she did upon stepping outside was FACEPLANT into the snow. Ever seen a video of a fox going after a mouse in the snow? It was that. Exactly that. GLEEFUL POUNCE! FACEPLANT! COME UP WITH FACE COVERED IN SNOW! OMG AWESOME! It was the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life.
Apparently, it got even better (if you are a puppy) once I started breaking the icicles off the roof. SHE WANTED THEM. SHE WANTED THEM LIKE BURNING. So I handed her one, and she bounced around in giddy glee, shaking her head to show it off until it ended up flying out of her teeth and into the snow. Cue FACEPLANT in order to locate it. (She did not manage it, at which point I tossed her a new icicle. And then repeated that process about fifteen times.)
I discovered her leash doesn't want to stay closed once it's been dunked in the snow a few times either. I discovered this when, after handing Ace yet another icicle as long as my arm, she started prancing off into the possibly-sentient woods. I was slightly concerned about her running off and freezing to death, but she dropped the icicle she was carrying about when she hit the trees, couldn't find it and was easily lured back when I waved another one at her.
She's curled up at my feet now, looking vaguely exhausted, and I feel about the same, but I'm going to attempt to write before passing the fuck out. I just had to make this post first to announce that my dog is the cutest thing in existence (and to be perfectly honest, I share her OMG THIS IS AWESOME love of snow, though I refuse to stick my face in it).
I wanted to break some of the bigger icicles off the windows because they are fucking massive, and I took Ace out with me because she has been staring longingly at the snow through the window all day long.
The very first thing she did upon stepping outside was FACEPLANT into the snow. Ever seen a video of a fox going after a mouse in the snow? It was that. Exactly that. GLEEFUL POUNCE! FACEPLANT! COME UP WITH FACE COVERED IN SNOW! OMG AWESOME! It was the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life.
Apparently, it got even better (if you are a puppy) once I started breaking the icicles off the roof. SHE WANTED THEM. SHE WANTED THEM LIKE BURNING. So I handed her one, and she bounced around in giddy glee, shaking her head to show it off until it ended up flying out of her teeth and into the snow. Cue FACEPLANT in order to locate it. (She did not manage it, at which point I tossed her a new icicle. And then repeated that process about fifteen times.)
I discovered her leash doesn't want to stay closed once it's been dunked in the snow a few times either. I discovered this when, after handing Ace yet another icicle as long as my arm, she started prancing off into the possibly-sentient woods. I was slightly concerned about her running off and freezing to death, but she dropped the icicle she was carrying about when she hit the trees, couldn't find it and was easily lured back when I waved another one at her.
She's curled up at my feet now, looking vaguely exhausted, and I feel about the same, but I'm going to attempt to write before passing the fuck out. I just had to make this post first to announce that my dog is the cutest thing in existence (and to be perfectly honest, I share her OMG THIS IS AWESOME love of snow, though I refuse to stick my face in it).
