After breakfast, every morning, without fail, Willy and Cedar rush out the back door in anticipation of chasing a squirrel. McKenzie and I then go out the front door. She crouches down behind the rhody bushes and awaits her "it" turn in their game of Chinook tag. This morning we had about an inch of snow on top of about 1/2 inch of frozen rain. We were supposed to get 6" of snow last night but alas the fickle jet stream moved and left us with only a dusting.
Willy and Cedar rushing around the house
snowy remnants of being tagged and wrestling in the snow
Willy cooling off after his group play
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We did not do the scooter mail run. The road was a sheet of ice. I don't want any more injuries this mushing season.
snowy remnants of being tagged and wrestling in the snow
Willy cooling off after his group play
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