I don’t know how those sled dogs do it?
Do what small, snowball terrier?
Break trails Jeep Cherokee, break trails.
We went out today and took our usual route up the hill, across, and down the back. A foot of snow to break through all the way. Nemo and Momma Dog took turns leading, then me, then three of the cats. I tried to lead once, but after disappearing in a drift I decided not to be a hero. This year we had a lot of little blue stem grass with seed heads in the pasture, and each plant we passed was surrounded by loads of bird tracks and the seeds devoured. We passed where a deer had slept last night and Nemo and I tracked him into the forest.
Yeah, and when we came in Huck was wild as a flying monkey because he was wet and he hates that! Round and round leaping on the beds forcing me to chase him. Both of us had snowballs hanging on our back legs and underbellies. Mush Huck, mush! Where’s Yukon King when I need him?