The Saint Bernard my family had when I was growing up, Freckles, looooooooooved the snow! So does Bruni, the currently Saintly girl at Dad's house! We would throw snowballs for Freckles, who would POUNCE on them and, as she was 185 pounds, smash them to smitherines! Then she'd spend several minutes sniffing the spot, as if to say, like Malone, where did it go??????