Cricket was waiting all winter for a good snow day. She loves to jump and trip and poop in the snow. She loves getting snowballs up and down her legs and watching me freak out and try to melt her in the sink. She loves watching me brush snow off the car while shovels full of snow fly over her head. She loves to eat snow and catch snow with her face. She even loves to slip and slide on the ice, though I do not.
One winter when we had huge piles of snow, she discovered the joy of climbing to the top of a hard packed snow mountain to poop from there. Even when the snow was deep and hard crackle topped, she climbed like a hiker with steel toed boots to deposit her treasure. She couldn’t care less that I had to follow her up there and dig through the snow with the poopie bag.
Butterfly had only experienced light snows of at most an inch so far, and she barely seemed to notice the change in temperature or texture of the ground. Until the blizzard.
The snow started Friday morning and the girls ran out to collect snow flakes on their tongues and in their hair. By late afternoon I was throwing snowballs for Cricket, because her sticks were already invisible under the snow. By the last pee trip of the day, I had to shovel us out of the house and Butterfly was struggling to move through the thickness while Cricket climbed to the top of the snow to deposit one last poop for the day.
When Butterfly woke me up Saturday morning she’d forgotten all about the weather. She was hopping and thumping her tail and twirling in her usual morning dance to get outside. The front door was tough to open because the snow had gathered on the porch and blocked the door. We pushed our way through and with Butterfly under my right arm and the shovel under my left arm I tried to make a path for us. Cricket ran ahead, but Butterfly and I fell into two feet of snow. I picked myself up, but Butterfly couldn’t move her short legs. She had to be air lifted, or Mommy lifted, out of the snow bank and back behind me while I shoveled us forward.
I did fifteen minute shifts of snow shoveling throughout the day, while the dogs ventured out with Grandma and barked at snow blowers and begged treats from neighbors. It took me until three o’clock in the afternoon to shovel the car out of its igloo and I was exhausted, but Cricket was ready for more adventure. She climbed and jumped and did a face plant into the snow. Butterfly got snow on her nose and compulsively tried to shake it off ten times.
We took a long, well deserved nap to recover from our day.
By Sunday morning, the snow had hardened and Cricket had mountains of rock-like snow to climb. She’s an explorer discovering new territory on every expedition. Butterfly watches her sister with awe, but prefers to search for new and exciting pee spots on the solid, flat ground.
I’m with her.
I am glad Cricket loves the snow so much:) My Alex only likes to stay, at the most, 5 minutes when it has snowed and then she shivers and wants to go back inside.
Cricket is training for the winter Olympics in Sochi. her plan is to compete in the cross country poopie run. I am a very bad mommy for keeping her from her training.
Lol. I think Cricket will forgive you for that:)
That’s a lot of snow!! I’ve never seen any in real life yet. XOXO- Bacon
This is what you do, Bacon. There’s this really cool building in the kitchen that just poops snow… Sorry, Cricket took control of my keyboard for a second there.
LOL – love it!!
What great images!! My dogs love the snow, like Cricket does, but they are much bigger and more able to forge ahead. In fact, during the blizzard, they had to pull me through the drifts to get out. You make me glad to live out in the woods, though, where we have no need of “poopie bags”!
Cricket would have loved to pull me through the snow. She thinks she’s a hundred pounder, easy.
We don’t have snow, but I’m with Cricket. I’m very particular about whom I favor with my precious poop. It has to go to a deserving spot where it will be cherished.
Cricket and Butterfly both feel strongly about their creative work being cherished, as it should be.
thay have their own snow poses.lol
it actually snowed in myrtle beach a teeny bit today.2 years ago, in maryland – 2 feet of snow and i could watch everyone take little dogs in sweaters out to play and dogs really love to play in snow!
I wish I could get the girls to wear their jackets. Cricket has a red corduroy one with a hood, and Butterfly has a homemade black and white plaid with a pink belly warmer. If I can manage to dress them, it takes only a few seconds for the jackets to fall off.
i want to see that.LOL.. maybe one day you can get their pictutes before they fall off.
Oh, those snowballs on the legs…Trev gets them too…We use the hair dryer to melt them off, sometimes he actually likes it…Shoveling snow is an aerobic workout I don’t care what they say!!!! Well deserved nap to you…And the hill pooper, that cracked me up, BOL!!!! Very glad they like the snow. Have a safe and great week!!!!
Butterfly is getting brave now that the snow is melting, but she still can’t imagine peeing on the icebergs. Meanwhile Cricket is running far out onto the ice to find the sticks buried underneath.
Cricket climbing on the top of the snow to poop reminds me of when I was a little girl and I had my pocket-sized poodle, Cher. My sister and I built a giant igloos. Cher somehow was able to climb to the top and once she got on top she peed. It was the funniest thing. Dogs truly know how to be entertaining to us humans! I love the last photo, that is so cute!
There’s a huge pile of snow/ice at the supermarket and I was thinking of bringing Cricket over there to see if she REALLY wants a challenge. But I’m afraid she’d take me up on it.
so cute. we got my pup snow booties!
We tried putting snow boots on Cricket once, my hands have almost recovered, and the scars do make me more unique.
Since Ariel comes from the North Pole, she probably wonders why it doesn’t snow on banana trees or why the glint of icicles is only rarely observed on palms. When does the Iditarod start? (I can clearly make out her thoughts on crystal clear days) Will they be trucking the snow in? Yes, my sweet, they’ll be here soon–I tell these small white lies in the frosty hope that the memory of sun-filled days spent at the beach will replace those of regularly seeing pine trees dressed in their finest white robes.
She has some nice compensations to look forward to, but if she sticks her head next to the air conditioner vent every once in a while, it’s understandable.
Oh, so THIS is why we live in Texas!!
The golden girls were disappointed to only get a light inch here Saturday morning. Me? Give me a warm cozy house any day …lol
I figure one big snow should be enough, but Cricket wants more. I think her plan is to get us snowed in so we can’t leave the house without her for months.
Tell my girls that- they will sign on with Cricket!
I wish we would get some real snow! My two love it, and we haven’t had much but rain and mud and more rain 😦 Sounds like a fun weekend though!
A real snow maker would be pricey, but you could put ice in the blender and make snow balls for them. The problems is, where to use them so they won’t melt in the rain. Bathroom?
Sounds like Butterfly sounds “wise” beyond her years. 🙂
Butterfly is my Zen puppy. I hope to be more like her some day.
“snow poses” very cute!
Thank you! Cricket is rarely still enough to be caught on camera when she’s outside, so her pose is generally blurry.
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I’d like to know if our Chicki has seen snow. Certainly she hasn’t in our time, but who knows? Rescue dogs have had another life….
Anyway, lovely photos (as usual) and a most interesting post. 🙂
These puppies, they love to maintain an air of mystery!
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