I mean bitter cold. I have to wear my coat and also get a smear of Musher's Wax on my paws to help with the snow, slush and salt that gets in my paws. Fosterpops forgot to put some on the other day and I stopped, held up the icy paw and yelled my head off. Despite this, I still love to go for walks, even when it's snowing although our walks are cut in half now especially when the wind is really icy. Inside I've discovered all the warm spots near the old radiators that hiss and sputter and that's where I go to work on my bones. The other day I walked past a dog on the same side of the street as I was, which is sort of a first. Maybe it was the cold and I barely noticed him (he was sitting down and pretty quiet) and then I did and I complained a tiny bit and took the treat a little hard but it was all over in a minute and I was back walking and I got the jackpot treats.
