Nothing Better Than Snow

I really don't know how many times I can say this about labs and snow.  But they are in heaven from the moment they leap out of the car until I have to coax them back into it.  Or in Sage's case, she wants in out of exhaustion and Annie I have to wrangle.

If they had little cartoon balloons over their heads they both would be saying: "SNOW!"

Sage scampers and scurries around like she is a puppy.  And Annie, well, she is a puppy, so we all know where that goes.  They wrestle, leap for sticks, make lab snow angels...

I guess their antics are a not-so-subtle hint that I could never live in Florida.

Murphy's Day.