Thursday, 29 January 2015

Icy... Good or bad?

Funny old day today.  Woke up when Mum came down.  She asked if I wanted "out" and I just fancied a tear round the garden.  She opened the door and I got my from paws on the step... By Dingo was it slippery and paw-freezing.  Mum said it was ice and snow.  Yuck... BAD.  That was that... bodily functions were put on hold and before you could say Rottweiler I was in by the fire.   Mum then asked if I fancied something special and went to the freezer - yeah, some sense of humour!  But, to my astonishments she produced my Kong and it was full of something awesome.  Took me about 45 mins to get all the lovely bits out as they melted.  Ok, so that kind of icy  is GOOD.  She had to go out in the arctic conditions for a bit (someone has to get stuff for little old me and Charlie Cat) so I had a cosy kip and before I knew it she was back... had some funny dreams about chasing Kong round puppy school, and finding it full of cheese nom nom..  When she got back we went out with Pat and Bo. When we got out of the car white bits were falling from the sky.  They were funny but they didn't taste of anything.  It was cold and there was that snow stuff on the ground, but it didn't seem to matter as I galloped around:) 


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