Not mine, my dog's that is, to run and play in frigid temperatures.
While Miss Libby and I have stayed bundled up indoors at my parents house, Sir Gustohpher has preferred to frolic in the yard despite the freezing temperatures. Even when I have bid him to come in from the cold, he's given me a "no thank you" look and stretched out on the screened porch for a brisk nap instead.
Yesterday as the first snowflakes covered the floor, Gus appeared the happiest ever! He ran and played and tried to catch the falling snow. Once again, I tried to persuade him to come into the warm,but he just ran as the snow and mud froze to his feet. Thus, our little? Gus got a warm bath last night after leaving a trail of muddy foot prints on my mother's almost always spotless carpet.
He's smilling, muddy chops and all
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I love that Gussy Poo
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