The idea of Denali, our 2-year-old Siberian husky, is one that brings a smile to my face. Running and romping and having a good time come to my mind when a dog like him meets 4 inches of the fluffy stuff.
So it was with that picture that I let him outside, on a cable, as my husband and I were shoveling snow this morning. He ate some snow. He trotted around. He barked. He ate more snow.
And then, he decided to find the one big stick in the yard to chew on. Obviously, a stick is bound to be far more interesting to a Siberian husky than snow.
For three minutes. After all, it only takes mere minutes to rip a stick to nothing and need more to do.
Of course, the next snowy activity for Denali – have I mentioned he's supposed to be a snow dog? – was to dig through the snow, dig through the grass and find delicious bugs to eat.
Watch a video of it here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MEEU6dTTjuA. And I promise that's me laughing in the background – not crying over my crushed winter fantasy.