Saturday, January 7, 2017

Wet dog

Our dog loves the snow. He hated the rain, will object to going out in the rain. But he loves the snow.

Bela is very furry--though it feels like hair instead of fur. Snow makes him just as wet as rain does, but that hasn't occurred to him yet, I don't think.

So, today he's a wet dog.

The snow started about 11 am and it's 3:30 pm now and still snowing. It's suppose to continue until at least 11 tonight.

So, we're looking at a wet dog for awhile.

He's sleeping behind me as I type, covered with a huge white towel.

Wet dogs need towels....

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