We had about four or five inches of fresh snow this morning, which seemed like an opportunity not worth missing for letting the dog run around. Now, she’s almost konked out on my jacket (she invariably chooses “beds” that smell like us) but seems to think she needs to stay awake, so she’s fighting the nap we all know is coming, which means every time I move she wakes up again. If I can manage to do it without her noticing, I’ll take a picture.