Brrrrr.......

It's cold and we have a little snow.

Although I'd like to stay inside on the couch, covered with a quilt and sipping hot tea, the dogs have other ideas.

They love playing in the cold white stuff.

Last night when I took them for their last call, the temperature was 15 degrees. It was so cold. I had a hooded jacket on, but no boots. After running around for a while and a quick game of fetch the glow ball with Tess, we trooped inside for our bedtime cookies.

 Sky was missing. I went back outside and there he was lying in the terribly cold snow under the holly bush playing with his glowball. I called and called, but he was having too much fun and he ignored me. I didn't want to go slipping and sliding down the hill in the dark, so I tried making strange noises to get his attention. Finally Rob came out to see what was taking so long. Seeing him, Sky decided we were serious and reluctantly got up and came toward us. He took his sweet time climbing the hill, but finally came inside.

Are these dogs crazy?