Meadow Loves Snow

On Thursday, Nashville’s temperature reached a record low, dipping to 5 degrees. I walked the pack that morning in subzero windchill temperatures, but after four laps on the trail, the dogs were limping, holding up their paws because frozen dingle-balls were stuck between their pads. Afterwards, they spent the day indoors – even shunning the mosh pit – and slept in the sunshine or wrestled on the bed.

Except for Meadow. This was our girl yesterday afternoon, when the temperature reached 7 degrees, resting on the snow, munching on a rawhide, looking perfectly content.