Ok, I apologize in advance if this is too long. The last two days I have not taken Buddy and Tasha out as it was just too cold (yesterday morning the windchill reached -50C). They have not been very pleased about this as they are used to at least an hour of off-leash running a day (often an hour and a half to two hours). For some un-Godly reason I awoke at 4am today and could not get back to sleep (f&*^%*g shift work!) so I got up, showered, got dressed and ate, which is the "Twosomes " cue that it is time for a walk. I tried to explain to them that, like the last two mornings, it was too cold and we'd have to sit this one out but they'd have none of it, they played leash tug, danced around, barked, etc. so I figured, me being the smart one, I'd show them. I bundled up and decided I'd walk them down the trail five minutes and prove to them how damn cold it is and they'd hold up paws, whine, cry, etc and want to come home. Well, guess who was in for a surprise! We did the whole loop (which takes about an hour) in the pitch black, with the tempurature at -33C and a windchill of -39C and niether one held up a paw the entire time (no jackets, booties, or anything). They had a blast: Running, playing, chasing, etc. What gives??!!!
(Please read my original post if you don't get the point I'm trying to make here). It didn't bother them at all, I just don't get it!! If them two little buggers have been playin' me for the last nine years I swear I'll, well, I don't know what, but I swear I'll sumthin'! Anyway, comments, thoughts, etc. appreciated, I have to go and break the ice from my goatee (sp?).