"I pooped in the snow!"
Then he decided to play with Henry..who loves the snow.
Henry taunts himAnd Petey starts the long run across the yard..takes him quite a bit longer than the greyhounds.Finally..
I will admit I stopped photographing at this point to be 'on guard' while Henry played with the 10 pound dog. But as usual, he was a gentle giant and played quite well with him.
Petey went home and it snowed again. We got about 2 1/2 inches which is less than last year's pre-Christmas snow but it was enough to play around in but not enough to have anyone snowed in. Cali loves the snow and was out by herself before it had even stopped snowing.Then it stopped and everyone joined in.Shiloh again feasted on the snow...I am not sure why she likes to eat snow so much, but she does. She really gets in to it as well..and the fact that she has the fur of a grizzly bear, the snow just laid on top and she stayed warm.
On a more somber note, sometimes nature can attack in a cruel and horrible way. A lot of my friends have lost their beloved greyhounds recently to cancer..a few were my fosters..Run The Table aka Dash a few weeks ago at 7, and Avery a few months ago at 4 1/2 and many were owned by friends, most recently fellow blogger's Macy at 6. Hopefully, nature will settle down and stop taking our fur kids too early. So this holiday season, hug your hounds and keep our friends in your thoughts.