Blizzard

Mieka is a force to be reckoned with when it snows, so I decided to join in the fun and enjoy the snow for one last hurrah. In truth, I don't really like being in the snow. I love when it's pure, untouched, and windswept, but I do just fine looking out the window and admiring it. However, I wanted to spend some time with her enjoying something she likes so much. I couldn't stop laughing as she contorted her body and resembled an arctic fox as she jumped around and dug in the snow. Obvious signs of puppy contentment.

I think watching a dog run in the snow is one of my favorite things. She is definitely smiling the entire time.


Leaving a pet behind is very difficult. I can talk to my family on the phone and communicate with them, but watching Mieka's antics and being able to pet her is something that doesn't bridge the distance.

I try to remember all the funny things she does - stealing things to be chased, being OCD enough to recognize when something it out of place, and staring you down when it's time to go on a walk. That usually makes me dog-sick and I go to the parks to watch the dogs frolic about, thinking of her and wishing she could be there to appreciate that. She would undoubtedly be the misbehaved one that doesn't know how to walk off a leash, but maybe she'd return to her European roots, her ancestors are from the Pyrenees after all.



I decided to take a bit of the snow and puppy back to Germany with me by making a DVD.


One thing's for sure - I'm ready to say sayonara to is the snow. It's been real, but I'm ready for spring.