Snow, Finally!
First real snow day for Lars and I, which means that the BarBar was forced to dawn his beautiful booties he loves so much.
We have been lucky up until now when it comes to the snow/salt but as with most good things in life, they are never, everlasting, thus this morning the poor little man was reintroduced to one of the pains in his butt.
I think the entire bootie experience would be appreciated much more by our dogs, if they actually could comprehend the reason for wearing them.
Lars, falls into this category of uncomprehending of course, and even Luther back in his snow days was not that tolerant of the boots.
Lars should love his boots, afterall they do invoke quite a reaction from anybody who sees him wearing them and since he loves being at the center of attention you’d think he’d be all for them.
Here’s the point where I can imagine Luther laughing at Lars when he sees me bringing out the boots, and Lars scowling back at Lu, internally planning revenge upon our return from wherever we are going.
Ug snow. Trixie is all conflicted about the snow. On one hand, she’d like to play in it all day. But working in it, she’s none too pleased. She will not tolerate the boots under any circumstances. Go Musher’s Secret!
I’ve tried a little experiment with Lars and it appears that he does not mind working in snow without booties, but on the icy ground were there is salt, that is where he puts is foot down, or up as the case may be.
Yeah the salt seems to be the major problem, although snow sometimes makes her lift a paw.