Paw Skating

The paws and paws and paws of snow that fell on D.C., and that piled up in the dog pen at my building has now all now turned to ice – making the dog pen a wicked fun skating rink. Yesterday, I was chillin’ outside in the pen, sniffing a tree and leaving my mark when my lab pal Gordy came in. We were racin’ around the pen, having a good ol’ time chasin’ each other on the ice. The only problem with ice is that it’s really easy to lose your pawing. Gordy was chasin’ me – and we were going really fast – when I went flying, sliding on my butt and belly into mommy. That was all fine, until Gordy, who’s almost triple my weight – he was right behind me and he couldn’t put on the brakes either. He’s so big he crashed into me, mommy and his mommy. We all went tumbling to the ground, and let me tell you – all I could think about was that’s gonna leave a mark! It was wicked sweet, but my tail is sore today! Maybe it’s time to turn in my paw skates and try some snowpawing! Or sledding!