White Dog moved even closer against my legs and we bunched the bedcovers around us as Steve drew open the blinds and announced, "It's snowing!" This caused a minor stampede as Taiko, Puff and Bella dashed out to see for themselves. Yo walked to the window, snorted and came back to rest on the side of the bed. I heard Oso moving deeper into the warm hallway.
Steve thrust his phone in my sleeping face, "See? This is the front yard."
"Double up your socks," Taiko advised him. "and keep moving around." "Better yet," YoYoMa suggested, "pray for a snow day!" The White Dog Army, born of the Nordic breeds, built for winter, nurtured to be divas...every one!