Look at that face. Frozen whiskers. Sad eyes. It breaks your heart, doesn't it?
We took the dogs snowshoeing yesterday for the first time. It's been unusually cold here in Vaud but we braved the temperatures and set up the Col de Mollendruz. Surprisingly, Loki doesn't fight his jacket anymore, though I have to admit, it seems even too flimsy for this weather. The poor thing was miserable the entire time.
We set out on 1.5-hour trail and only made it halfway around before turning back because his paws were so frozen he couldn't lift them. Both of them had frozen whiskers. We saw plenty of dogs, boxers, labs, and collies, out there so we knew we weren't pushing the limits too much with them in terms of the weather. So we found a quieter area and let him and Juno loose for zoomies in the deep powder to try to pick up his spirits. At first, it seemed like a good idea to him and he and Juno zoomied the deep stuff. But while Juno was in heaven running free in deep snow, it didn't take him long to plop his bum down, hold up his paw and refuse to play.
We took the hint and headed straight back to the car. The entire walk only took about 45 minutes for our first time out.
Even Juno had icicles on her whiskers.
But she wasn't complaining.
When we got home we ordered up a pair of booties from REI.
I can't tell if it was the snow, the cold or both that bothered him. Last year he loved the snow and bounded in the deep powder all the time. But it's fair to say it never got this cold. It is in the negative Celcius degrees here. If any readers out here have experience with non-snow dogs: do you have better times in warmer snow weather with them? Have you tried outfitting your dog with boots to make snow walks more enjoyable?
The boots are on their way. I'm totally looking forward to trying to put them on his feet. It took weeks for me to get him wearing his seatbelt. Oh, what joy that was. But his paws? They are his gold. Except for a quick shake, nobody touches them. Oh yeah, Internet, you're going to be hearing "arrgghhh arrggghhh" all the way from Vaud for at least a week or more. Some good times lie ahead--for Juno. Dawg knows she loves it when he's annoyed.
Here's a relaxing video of the drive up the Jura to the Col de Mollendruz. But don't let it fool you. I turned down the video volume for your listening pleasure. Nobody wants to hear The Cracker yappin'.
The song is from the artist we discovered when we visited Chateau d'Aigle.
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