Take for example the sidewalk in front of my house. I used to be able peer all around from the sidewalk. I could see the white fluffy dog across the street. I could gaze at the greyhound that lives around the corner. I could carefully inspect the road to see if the human w
as returning home in the (unlikely) event that he was somewhere without me.
Now? Now I can't see a thing from the sidewalk. Just an enormous pile of snow. I think it might take until May for it all to melt.
So what's a therapy dog to do? Play--of course. Since I had no therapy dog duties today I shed my serious demeanor and became the Abominable Snow Puppy. Little did I know that the snow is several times deeper than I am tall. I tried leaping over the snow only to fall in and disappear. I tried walking on top of the snow and, well, that didn't work out so well either. I also tried eating the snow--there is just simply too much for that to make a significant difference.
I settled for running back and forth a few times before collapsing in exhaustion.
I think I'm rather cute. Don't you?