Step by gingerly step, Pepper cautiously inches her way across the yard.
The puzzled look on her face reveals her thoughts. What is this cold, white, wet mess that has hidden all the wonderful smells? Why does it stick to my feet? Will it hurt me?
Suddenly, she spots a lump in the snow that in some way looks familiar. Her innate curiosity resurfaces, and she trots over to investigate. Could it be, could it be….
Yes! Pepper jumps about in joyful glee as she digs her favorite toy out of the snow. The toy is cold and wet, but unharmed.
Pepper’s whole demeanor changes in an instant. Fear is replaced by courage, cautiousness by speed.
A black blur races around and around the yard, defying slippery spots, overcoming hidden obstacles.
Pepper the dog, snow day racer deluxe. Zero to sixty in less than a minute.