Snow Day

I love the snow. I mean, I really love the snow. There's something magical about it. It makes me feel young and bouncy and energetic. I could play all day. It's even better when we get to go to the trails and I get to frolic wherever I want. Snowy hills! Do you know how fun it is to run down a hill in snow? It's the best thing ever. I want to do this every day. I love winter. Mom says it was cold. She tells me that she loves me enough to be cold. Apparently my smile is worth being cold. I think snow is worth being cold. Did I mention the magic and the fun and the frolicking? I guess mom just doesn't get it.