We had our first big snow fall of the winter last Saturday. We got up to a foot of snow, with the dreaded ice underneath it. There are different reactions to the snow within our house. For this southern girl, it's always a mixed feeling when I am surrounded by piles of the "white flaky stuff." Part of me reverts back to a little kid hoping that school will be cancelled and I won't have to go anywhere today and go out and make a snowman! But then I get in the mood to just cuddle on the couch under a blanket watching movies all day. One member of our household gets a case of "wiggle butt" over snow. And no, it's not Dammit the Cat.
For Rocky, snow is like cocaine. He gets what I call "the zooms," not to be confused with "the runs." He just runs and runs and runs until he physically can't anymore. Just like a little kid. He will run until he just drops down and falls asleep. He rolls and digs. He rubs his face in it. He eats it. He pees in it (but he doesnt eat the yellow snow). He can't get enough. Eventually he will want to come inside and warm up, but not for long!
The snowy front of our house.
Our blanketed neighborhood. There's a street under there somewhere.
The zooms.
The glass from our back door kind of hides it, but Rocky has snow over his mouth and nose and even around his eyes. I'm telling you, he looks like a coke addict! It's hilarious!
I can't leave out my big strong man. Snow becomes a mission. It must be excavated from the driveway and adjoining sidewalks...immediately. He is in charge of shoveling the driveway. Apparently this is something that requires a plan and strategy. First, you shovel a path in the middle of the driveway to the street. The you shovel one side at a time into the yard on either side. It can be a dangerous task. Here is a picture of him after he slipped in the driveway while shoveling.
He escaped without injury.
That's my big strong man! Isn't he awesome?! :)
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