How much is that doggie in the window?

The snow is melting. We will hope that global warming lets us have a little more before the end of the winter, but who really knows?

Nuschler and I went to the field again. I forgot how fun it is to play with puppy in the snow. There's less stuff for him to eat/smell/roll around in. I tried the roll-down-the-hill trick again. Again he tried to stop me with his paws. Then I slid down the hill on my butt. He tried to stand on my lap to get me to stop. Protection in the form of mauling. He's so sweet. And heavy.

I understand that there are people who take their dogs on civilized walks. The dog is on a leash, walking in a straight line, not needing to smell everything or everyone. This didn't work for us. I was the crazy lady in the middle of the street screaming at a golden retriever.

Now I'm the crazy lady in the middle of a field laughing with her miniature pony. I don't know which way looks worse, I just know I'm crazy.