my little girl loves the snow too. she bounds around, playing as long as i'll let her stay outside. then she is hauled off to the sink, where i have to defrost her whole body which is now caked and shivering.
my tater, on the other hand, hates it. snow is his mortal enemy.
i'll find poop at the back door because he refusing to go any further away from the house. he'll also pee on my outdoor rug and scream and howl until i let him back in.
i think i caught them both in their element this week:
miss leia coming inside after playing.
louie in a coat (so what if pink looks good on my mister)
and blanket that stayed on as he made his way to our bed.