April Fool's, a day early!

This snow is just incredible. We are to receive about 10 inches or so, before the storm moves on.

And the little girl is just loving it! When we're outside, she's bouncing around, chasing Ansel and playing like any dog in the heavy wet snow. This is a dog's dream of weather--it isn't very cold, anything that moves is easily seen in all the whiteness, and the smaller animals (squirrels, rabbits, etc.) struggle to run away.

But inside, she is a different dog. There's a lot of moisture in the air, and I think it really affects her arthritis. She has difficulty getting up out of any dog bed, and by late this evening she'd decided the floor under my desk was the best location to snooze. Her walking movements are stiff and look painful, not by her expression but by her motion. She swings her back legs around, instead of bending at the hock, and her head bobs with her arthritic shoulder in front. But her expression? Her face says, "When are we going out to play again?"