Sage's First Snow Day

A few weeks ago we had a snow day in St. Louis.  In one day, we got less than 2 whole inches of snow (!!), and basically the entire city shut down.  The highways were like ice rinks, there were hundreds of wrecks, schools were closed, weather alerts were issued and everything was cancelled.  I don't know if St. Louis was unprepared for the snow or if they were just lazy (or cheap) and didn't want to get out and deal with the ice, but things were a mess.  Luckily, this all happened on a day I was working from home, waiting for some of our nursery furniture to be delivered.  As I sat at my computer, in my pajamas, sipping my hot cup of decaf, I got about six million emails from our secretaries freaking out about the ice.  Does that happen at your work too?  Not a single email from a lawyer (who were all probably already at the office working when the snow started).  Maybe that's the difference?  Either way, it's weird.

And has absolutely NOTHING to do with this post, which is about Sage's first snow day!  Yep, this was the very first time our little white polar dog had seen snow.   Of course, we knew she'd love it.  Anything wet, dirty, muddy or cold is right up her alley.  When it rains, she goes out and sleeps in the mud.  She gets about 8 baths a week.  

Ryan was the first one to take her out that morning.  He said she took about two steps outside before she realized what was going on and then tried to back up into the house to get away from it, whimpering.  It took some coaxing from him to get her out the door. 

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But then it only took her a few minutes to discover that she could eat the snow!

Jackpot!

And from that minute forward, she was officially a snow dog.

(Ice cubes are her favorite treat, so this was like a giant freezer box full of cubes.)

YUM.

Talk about excited...

She then proceeded to run in circles around the yard at 200 mph for a good 10 minutes.  

I took around 80 photos that all turned out something like this...

The White Blur.

And then she was down.  

30 second recharge.

In the meantime, it was Mally's turn to show Sage how she does snow.

She ran around the yard, barking at the snow.

Barked at the snow over here.

Barked at the snow out there.

And barked at me, in case I didn't hear her the first 900 barks.

But her favorite thing to do in the snow is sniff it, get it to go up her nose and then sneeze.  

She does this over and over again, like it's the most hilarious thing in the world.

This dog LOVES sneezing.

Sage just looked at her like she was crazy.

So not amused.

But she figured she'd give it a try.

Only, she just couldn't stop eating it.

And when she'd had her fill of fallen snow...

She caught snowflakes on her tongue.

And as soon as I turned my back, she was in the fountain.  

Covered in frozen mud, dirt and leaves.  

And happy as a clam.

She can't wait for it to snow again.