After days of cold and snow, the weather warmed enough for a trip to the dog park. By warmed, I mean around 28 degrees F.
20 degrees seems to be the tipping point as far as weather warm enough for the dog park – if we get weather warmer than that with NO wind – whoo hoo! Dog park we go.
The Greyhounds love to run. They know where there going as soon as we turn north on the road to the dog park.
Sage, especially, loves the snow. Winchester and Annie pretend it doesn’t exist, but Sage rolls and rubs himself in it.
The snow doesn’t hamper their running and playing as long as it is soft and powdery. When it thaws a bit, then freezes again it gets a coat of ice on the top. The ice, not the temperature, will hamper our dog park trips. Ice slices Greyhound feet.
But till then, they run.
Until they are panting.
Then play some more.
Best part of the day!










































