Our evening walk last night was decidedly not beach walking – frigid cold air, brisk breezes, and lots of creatures stirring in the woods.
After a couple of weeks of sand between our toes and flat surfaces, we had to adjust to walking gravel fire roads with steep hills. The wind whistled over the mountain tops and rustled our fur. The temperatures plummeted and Hu-Dad has to keep our water bowls from freezing. The ski area next door is bustling with skiers and the promise of fresh, natural snow is in the forecast. The conditions are certainly much different than our last sunrise walk on the beach.
As a family Siberian Huskies, we have only one thing to say about the cold temperatures and threat of snow – AWESOME!
P.S. – Hu-Dad seems to have a slightly different opinion.
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