Playing Outside

Today, like other days in my past, but not like every day, I got to go for a walk. It was our usual walk, with a fun amble down to the local wide-open snowy area, followed by plenty of snow-eating and running around. The biggest problem I have with all of this is the time needed for my Humans to get ready to go walking. They ask me if I'm ready, and of course I say yes, because what self-respecting Dog doesn't want to go for a walk? So they get me my collars, and choose a leash, and I'm all excited and ready to go, and then they have the nerve to sit down! Honestly! They take forever to put on more and more layers, big clunky paws and coats so big you'd think they would be panting. And sometimes, if it's really cold, they put on extra fluffy leg warmers. I, of course, being a Dog, was born ready to go, and so I spend this entire time whining and complaining, because they got me all excited and now I have to hurry up and wait. They really need to rethink the order of things here.

However, once they've turned themselves into walking marshmallows (ooohhhh, marshmallows... Don't ask me how I know, I just do. Hooo, so good!) and we finally get outside, then we - and by we I mean I - can get down to business. Sniffing, of course, and marking my territory, naturally, are tops on the list. But those are both closely followed, or more accurately bracketed by, eating snow, which I've already mentioned ad nauseum. I just want you to understand exactly how much I like snow. The answer is mucho, or tres, depending upon your location. (I know, I know, I surprised you with my knowledge of other languages. Never underestimate the power of a good education. Plus, I had good teachers.) Yes, I like Snow the way I like a good rawhide chew: squishy, crunchy, and edible, all at the same time, no waiting.

Well, now that I'm back from the walk, and I've got most of my thoughts down here, I think it's time for a post-walk nap. By the time I wake up, it'll be close to dinner time, and I'll get to go outside and eat some more snow, and then we can play, and then I can relax into my post-dinner siesta, and ... well, you get the point.

No quote today - they've gotta be just right, you know? Tally-ho!