Snow adventure

When the world is covered with white, what is left?

More than cold paws, I know that much. There is a whole new landscape filled with the smells of birds and small creatures, of people and other Dogs who passed this way days before.

But what is buried under all this snow?

Where do the footsteps lead?

The Ball of coldness named "snowball"... Why can I not bite that fabulous Ball and hold it in my mouth? It just vanishes in a puff of whiteness. Why does it do this? Where does it go?

 

Lost another one... Drat.

  

And why is the air different here, so high above the forests and beaches down below?

And why oh why...
                      can't we....

                                  ...stay in the snow forever??