Blizzard 2008

Oh the cold wet snow...I can't make up my mind if I hate it or love it. I don't like being cold and I don't like being wet but there is something invigorating about being out in the snow.

A few weekend ago, it snowed 20" leaving me and my parents snowed in and trapped in our apartment for two days.

Obviously, it didn't keep me from going out to play in though. Mommy wanted to play in the snow and so she would force me outside under false pretenses.

After I take care of my business, Mommy walks the opposite direction from our warm apartment into a huge snow drift pile. Then, she calls me to come to her. Yeah riight..

But next thing I know, I'm charging forward into snow that is so deep it could bury me.

I decided I had-had enough of running around in the snow so I turned around and followed my path back to the apartment. I didn't feel like forging a new trail.

Mommy called me back out to see if I would come to her, but instead I stood on our patio and barked at her telling her it was time to come inside.

She finally acquiesced and our adventures out in the cold ended with some snuggling on the couch while watching a movie. It is worth being outside in the cold and then freezing so that when you go inside where it is warm it makes you feel all warm and cuddly.

I tried to convince Mommy to make me hot chocolate but she said "no!"