Elsa trying to figure this stuff out.
Yesterday was our first snow here in Connecticut. It was the first snowfall for the poodles; they saw and walked in snow in Flagstaff, AZ and New Mexico on our trip across the country but never the fresh stuff. Elsa took a few hesitant first steps very early in the morning and soon discovered that this white stuff was pretty great. Luke not so much, I could tell that he was not a fan of it at first. He's getting up there and this simply made his feet cold. But he too ignored the white stuff after a while when Elsa convinced him that a good romp would do him good. I of course couldn't wait to shoot them in the snow; I have not had the chance to shoot snow much living in Southern California. This wasn't a huge snowfall but it was snow. Enjoy, I sure did.
Seems good enough to play ball in.
Except that the snow on the ball is weird.
Who's moving first?
I'll get you my pretty.
The body hurl
Elsa looking very human on her two legs
The neck chomp
The ball stare down
Elsa using her full tail to lure Luke in for the attack.
Loving every second playtime.
Luke has wonderful ball removal technique
Luke, pondering this cold white stuff