I took the dogs out before they went to bed, it wasn’t too cold, and the ground was almost dry.  The dogs were snoozing for hours when I figured it was time for their late night trip outside. 

     Gavin came out of his warm and cozy crate still sleepy.  When I opened the back door to let him out, he gave me a look of disgust.  “You got me out of my nice warm bed for this?”

     Snow had covered the ground with thin blanket and large flakes were dancing down from the sky.  A few years ago, he would’ve been bouncing out the door, racing around in the snow, and snatching up large bites.  Tonight he took as few steps out into the yard as possible to do his business.  I hope it was the late hour and not that he’s beginning to grow up.

     Patty’s reaction was almost identical except she walked a bit further into the yard.

     It’s raining now and getting warmer so by morning most of the snow will be gone.  I almost wish it would remain long enough to see if their reactions were only due to the late hour and not to them outgrowing the puppy joys of snow.