Here it is December 10, and already we've had several storms that left icy patches on roads, sidewalks, and driveways. When I take Indy to the door he pauses as though to say, "Are you kidding me?" It takes some urging to get him outside. Then I watch as his feet slip and slide across the glaze on the back patio.
He takes care of his morning toilet, and looks at me. He's in a major hurry to get back inside. So he moves much faster. He reaches the patio and looks just like a cartoon dog, legs scrambling fast, but body going nowhere. I try not to laugh because I don't want to offend his pride any further.
Finally he makes it back inside, shakes himself, and runs circles around the couch, sure footed as a gazelle. He's a happy boy now!
Once again Indy has survived the Winter Ice Capade games.
2 comments:
LOL! Barkley's reaction to the cold is much the same. I read somewhere that Dalmatians were all-weather dogs. Not Barkley! He hates to get wet and loves his warm, waterproof, winter coat. He stands like an angel when Tom puts it on him.
Lady dislikes the rain somewhat, but rain or cold doesn't dissuade her from bounding forth for new adventures, even if it's only to the corner for business matters.
IF it rains while she is INSIDE, however, it's a different matter. Then she dives under the bed and stays there cowering. I really think she just likes to pull my strings---dilly-dally around in the wet and cold to test my endurance and/or scramble under the bed on the hardwood floor, making enough noise to wake the dead in the dead of night!
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