We got a truly awesome amount of snow here yesterday. The kind of snow that silences the city and makes even the neighbors you hate your best friends as they help you dig your car out or shovel off the porch. Instead of pushing them in strollers moms were pulling their kidlets around on sleds. Since I walk to work and have good boots, it was awesome, and I thought hey, I’ll take the ferrets out in it. Bucky first!
No. Like he hated it so much I couldn’t even stand to take a picture of his baleful glare. He backed away from the snow, from the leash, from me, against the wall of our building and stayed there until I took pity on him and brought him inside.
But hey. Puck loved it last year! So I took him out. OH HELL NO. Not only would he not go near the stuff, he crouched on the ground pathetically with his tail the size of a Christmas tree andsqueaked. I felt like the worst mommy on the planet.
I didn’t even bother with Riot.
After all, I need at least one of them on my side or I’ll be outnumbered.