Well, we got dumped on last night. The grass has dissapeared under a blanket of white fun. The dogs are happy, but there was just a little too much powder and I had to leave the sled in the garage all day. Nobody has set foot on our trail this year and I didn't think taking the pups out just to break trail was the way to enjoy our first run of the season.
While we were out playing in the yard Lucy stole what was left of Dawson's last deer leg.
She sure does love chewing on what's left of playful little woodland creatures!
And poor little Dawson has finally learned not to mess with her while she's eating...
So what else is there to do while she's curing her case of the munchies??
COKE BOTTLE SNOW SOCCER
Now I've got to figure out how to get him to hustle his ass like that when he's out in front of my sled!!
