England and snow. It’s a toxic relationship. Some people love it and some people hate it. It makes everything come to a stop. Traffic, work, errands and just general day to day life. It makes everything more difficult. Us British folk love complaining about the weather and the one or two times a year we have snow, is the perfect opportunity! Until we are blessed with a snow day.
This year I was gratuitously granted a snow day! And what better way to spend a snow day than in the snow? A day in the snow with a dog.
This particular snow day is the pinnacle moment Cody finally started to warm up to the idea of snow. He was running at full speed across the white powder, chasing snowballs and even tracking the wildlife that had left their footprints on the crisp white blanket.
There’s no greater joy than watching your dog, happy as can be, running as fast as he can through the snow because he’s gone a bit mental. Seeing him kick up the frozen field as he runs in circles, excited but unsure of what to do. Although we didn’t spend long in the snow (frozen paws 🙁 ) it is a memory that will stick with me forever. After all, isn’t that what snow days are about? Making memories?
And of course, afterwards we went to Costa, got a nice warm drink and the three of us snuggled up on the sofa. Sometimes you just need a snow day.