snow dog

[saffronhare]

So, either the dog is better-insulated than I gave him credit for or else he's just not very smart. He is fascinated by the snow and the bits and pieces blowing around the yard with this wind. It seems like he's constantly whining to be let outside and isn't particularly eager to come back in until he's good and ready. It goes something like this...

can I got outside?
fine
squirrel!
fine
mom, really, I got this
fine
fine
not listening!
fine
fine
fine
DEAR GOD WOMAN WHY WON'T YOU LET ME IN?????
.
.
.
.
can I go outside again?

He's worn out for now, snoogled on the couch with his nose tucked under his feet, which just kills me.

Comments

[mijan.livejournal.com]

*snicker*

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

This is not a heavily furred dog. In fact, his freaky spotted skin is visible beneath a thin (though silky) white coat. And he's pretty skinny, too. It's even been suggested by an uncharacteristically non-mocking diermuid that I get the dog a sweater. So it's a big shock that he loves to romp and scamper out in the snow. But don't get him wet. He *hates* being wet.

[mijan.livejournal.com]

I have a Labrador-boxer mix with a thin coat and an almost-naked underbelly, and yeah, I wonder the same thing about her. She loves the snow, and I'm amazed that she doesn't freeze to death in it.

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

And...he's dragged diermuid outside again, to PLAY PLAY PLAY. Better him than me.

[triadruid.livejournal.com]

I thought LL Diermuid had the sniffles?!? What's he doing out in the snow?

[diermuid.livejournal.com]

Diermuid is about as bright as the dog? ;-)

Actually, all I have to do is bundle up and zombie-walk at the dog, and he does loops around me like AJ Foyt on crack. Although he has become emboldened in the cold, in the 42 seconds it takes his pea-brain to freeze he goes from "EEE... flee the zombie!" to "Grarh! I EAT the zombie!" Unfortunately, Nanook-Diermuid does not flee very well.

I should also clarify, I've really not had the sniffles, I just have an odd little colony of fiberglass-shaped bacteria hanging around the back of my pie-hole. But since the raspy voice pairs well with flannel, leather, and old spice, I've sort of been enjoying it.

this is my new favorite internet thing...

[zerself.livejournal.com]

http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2010/11/dogs-dont-understand-basic-concepts.html

[fionnabhar.livejournal.com]

Wait. You, like my grandmother, do not ascribe to the germ theory of infection? :-)

Re: this is my new favorite internet thing...

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

YES. We read that last night, with tears of laughter running down my cheeks.

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

Except the dog always sleeps like that, tucking his head so it's like he's sleeping ON his brain. He's a head-tucker, this one.

Re: this is my new favorite internet thing...

[zerself.livejournal.com]

That thing is epic.