After the snow the other day, I decided to let the dogs play in one of the squares on Capitol Hill. It was late and I figured they'd just sniff and wander over the snow trodden ground. But "the nose" immediately sniffed out a tennis ball and dropped it at my feet. I didn't want to pick it up and risk freezing my bare hands so I kicked it like a soccer ball. Oddly enough, it went flying; the snow acting like a tee.
Ellie and Maggie followed in hot pursuit, Ellie sniffing like crazy trying to locate the ball in the snow, and Maggie doing some type of snow slide behind her. Eventually a snow covered ball would be dropped at my feet to begin the process all over again. It was quite engaging for all of us. All of us except Andy, who sniffed and wandered in peace.