I'm a Slave For You!

Another snow storm swept across NYC from Thursday to Friday.  We had over a foot of snow and a freebie long weekend due to school and business closures.  Whoopie!  I remember waking up as usual on Friday morning at 7am and taking the Royal Highness to potty, still bleery-eyed.  Remind me, who owns whom???  When we got downstairs and saw the dunes of white, I remember saying out loud, "Oh my gosh, Sobe!!  How are you going to walk out there?"  Luckily a few brave souls went out before me that morning and left a trail of deep footprints for me to walk on.  I carried Sobe most of the way, wondering how he'd go potty without getting buried.  Eventually, I had to resort to plowing a trail by doing a rollerskating motion, pushing what I can to the side.  Thank goodness I wore my tall rainboots!  Sobe was able to follow the bit of trail I made and do his business before jumping into a snow dune. I let him play for a bit before taking him back inside.  He had little balls of ice clinging to the fur along his belly area and it was painful for him when I tried to pick them off.  I had to give up and just let him defrost on his own and then wipe up the water from my floor.  Remind me again, who owns whom?!

With each walk on Friday, Sobe spent a lot of time hopping around and digging in the snow.  I gave up trying to give him a disciplined walk and just let him play and exhaust himself. By early evening, he was pooped.