This is snow

This morning it was cold but dry. And then it wasn't. But the wetness wasn't rain. It was cold and white.

My friend Katy loved it - she played and played like a little puppy. I wasn't sure what to do.

And then I remembered. This is snow!

Deep inside my body, the part of me that gives me thick fur and a curly tail remembered what to do with snow. Oh yes!

I ran. I played. I dug. I rolled. I ate the snow. I sniffed the snow. I sniffed under the snow. I skidded. I chased snowballs. I ate snowballs.

 

Outside the wind is very strong and very cold. Inside it is warm. I go outside, I play, then I come in and get warm. And then I go out again.

Thank-you Rudolph. This is snow!