Ah, foolish dog

It occurs to me that Maddie the Wonder Dog is probably going on 13 this year. (I say probably because she showed up in our lives in 1997 and the vet said she was around 3 years old.) So, when the old lady is dancing down the street in the snow like she's an 8-month-old Husky, well, ya gotta smile.

Until, that is, she eats snow. Cute, you say? Oh, it is--unless you know what comes next. Too much snow upsets the tummy. Which leads to a full-on evacuation of stomach contents. And does she learn? Of course not. So I have to keep reminding her not to eat the snow, and she thinks I just don't want her to have fun. *sigh*

But we'll enjoy this cold weather as long as possible. Spring is coming, and with it skin problems. So, let her cavort like Nanook of the North.