It’s been the strangest winter so far. Only a couple of minor snow storms and not a lot of bitter cold weather – yet.
Hoover was probably a Husky or Malamute in his prior life. He loves the winter, bounding through deep snow and yelping with delight. I vaguely remember doing that as a child. Now I much prefer to curl up by the fireplace and listen to him outside having fun.
But, when he sits there and gives you THIS look, bringing his favourite toy in the world as a bribe, how could anyone say ‘no’ to a walk, no matter how blustery the day? Not me!