Yesterday when the fog lifted a bit, I took the five Nooks and my camera out for a romp. They have been getting cabin fever. The only dog I got in focus was Trask and that was because I had him on the leash. The others zoomed and clashed in vigorous games of Chinook tag.
Little remains of poor Frosty.
Trask is growing like a weed. I can't wait until I can put him in harness and start running with him.
The ponds are still frozen solid. However, I kept the leash on Trask to make sure he didn't test the depth by chasing the rocks I was skittering on the ice surface for my gravel symphony.