Mighty Max experienced the white stuff for the first time today.
At first, he gingerly stepped his front paws on the snow, keeping his haunches on the back step just in case he needed to make a quick getaway. But he found he actually liked stepping on the cold crunchiness and stalked his way to the grass. As with everything, he tried eating the strange new thing next, and discovered that snow is quite tasty and refreshing.
So now we have this black puppy bulldozing its way around the yard, eating the biggest flat snowcone he's ever seen.
It's kind of like watching a whale trolling through the ocean with its mouth wide open, straining the sea water for plankton. Only a lot smaller. And without the ocean thing.
Maybe the snow will keep him from trying to poison himself with peach pits for a while. That's good enough for me.
