LIAM LOOKING AT SNOW |
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Nemo deposits about 12 inches here in New Hyde Park, Long Island. When Saturday arrives we have no losses: we maintain and gain- we maintain power, trees, roof and we gain snow. We have a 5 year old rescue dog Liam who has been waiting to go out and do his business. He takes a look and heads out reluctantly.
I expect and anticipate watching him play in the snow. Dogs love the snow. This is an oft repeated statement. Unchallenged. Supported by a media deluge of doggie snow photos from all over whenever there is a snowstorm. And right next door we have an "up close and personal" performance of "Dogs love the Snow." My neighbor's granddogs, Tango and Charlotte, run, jump, hug, roll, play dead, circle, feign disinterest, pop up, fall. What a joy to see! Pure pleasure for them and for the audience. Dogs love the snow.
LIAM WATCHING THE DOGGIE NEIGHBORS PLAY |
HUG THE PERIMETER, THEN RUN THE RIM |
Tango and Charlotte are called in, our voyeurism is over. Liam hugs the perimeter of our yard in his careful exploration of the blizzard landscape. He then takes off for a full run of the rim. He stops at a tree to check on a squirrel. Treeing. I have learned this term from this week's annual Westminster AKC Dog show. There are breeds who keep animals up in a tree. Good for hunting.
Liam trees a squirrel.
TREEING A SQUIRREL |
We are dog owners with a yard that has no paw prints .
Liam completes his leaping trip around the edges
ends up back on the concrete and quickly barks to reenter the house.
Not all dogs love the snow
NO SNOW IN HERE |