moosh!

Harry made it 4 or 5 yards before the snow clogged up his undercarrage to such an extent he couldnt walk. I carried him back to the house to thaw his snow balls.
Joe was pulled along by Pip and Erin from next door through snow flurries.

Joe is still undecided about snow - when your hands swell red with the cold the magic dims a little.

Joes off for snooze under a blanket and Pip and Erin soldier on defiantly against the wet and cold as only children can.

will it be spring by christmas?