Nominated by last week's guest blogger Wag N Woofs!
|These are the weather conditions from our actual walk.|
|I'm not wearing any pants, Mom!|
To the trained eye, though, the crazy pants are painfully obvious. Sometimes, she wears them to walk. She gets into a zone of her own and even if I have the best treats in the world, she isn't interested in heeling and she wants to tug on her leash. She wants to climb on every snow mountain that the plow has created in our parking lot.
|I might be wearing crazy pants, but at least I'm not wearing that silly hood, Mom!|
|Who wants spring? Snow makes the whole world my playground.|