So it snowed.
A lot.
Yo u might know that already. But you don't know it like I do, I guarantee.
Everyone assumes that I love the snow. I don't.
I don't hate it...depending on how deep it is.
Folks see me, or other Labs bounding through the snow and carry on about how much fun we're having and all that. I'll grant you, it can be fun. It just depends on how deep it is.
See, like most mammals, when i wake up, I generally have to urinate. Unlike J, I have to go outside to do that.
I stand about three feet tall, give or take a few inches. At least a foot and a half of that is body. The other foot and a half is legs. So when I releive myself in twelve inches of snow, parts of me are doused fluffy ice.
Talk about a wake up call. You shove your unprotected personal areas into the snow and then tell me you don't feel like jumping around.
I won't believe you, of course.
I just had to get that off my chest.
Thank you for listening.
Cosmo
4 comments:
I am so there with you on this one Cosmo, how about hiding the dignity a bit have Miss J get you some shoes and a covering. It won't solve the exposure problem, but it might keep a bit warmer.
I refuse to wear shoes. j and i have been around and around about it. it's a dog thing
Hey Cosmo, remember when I got you boots so your feet wouldn't get burnned on the hot AZ concrete? Boots aren't your favorite. A.R.
I like to go barefoot.
I have very nice feet. J tells me that all the time.
Besides, things on my feet make me feel trapped. It's bad enough I don't have thumbs...
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