Snow

Okay, so a few weeks ago, I met snow for the first time. It was cold but mom was nice and held me most of the time. Yeah, I didn't really know what to think about it. I'm not a big fan of water. Mom gives me a bath every week or so and I run and hide every time. I always know what's coming. In fact, today was bath day. Ruck! Plus Mom got some new pooch shampoo and I'm not a big fan. I hope she gets me some designer doggy suds. Like this:

But back to the snow. I tried to lick it. That was good. Like the water in my bowl, except colder and somehow, with some texture. Oh! Big brother was halarious. He acted like he had died and gone to doggy heaven already. He loves cold weather. I really feel sorry for him when it starts to get hot. But that day was the greatest for him. Take a look:

So, snow. I guess that's all I have. talk to you later. love, m