The day started out drab and dreary. But, alas! Good things were about to happen!
He didn't actually say the magic 'walk' word. But. He opened the front door for me to go outside.
The front door is only opened for me when I am going for a walk. I was one happy pup!
But wait!
"Hey Dad!" I said. "Aren't you forgetting something? What about my leash? Aren't you afraid I'll run away?"
Something was different. Very different. There was bright, white, cold fluff trying to swallow me whole. I was getting buried in it.
"Open the door!" I yelled to mom.
"I'm comin' in!"
