It's Fricking Freezing Out There, Mr. Bigglesworth
Central Park has this unofficial rule that dogs don't have to be on leashes before 9 AM, so we woke up a little early this morning and took Webster out for a little run off of the leash in his first snow. He didn't have all of his shots until March/April, so even though he's been alive for a full winter, he'd never been out in the snow. The best part about a snowy day in the park is that no one's out there, only other people with dogs and militant, hardcore joggers.
As always, I was an idiot and didn't bring the camera, but a took a couple of quick snapshots with my phone.




As always, I was an idiot and didn't bring the camera, but a took a couple of quick snapshots with my phone.




Labels: Central Park, snow, Webster








