Our first sticking snow has arrived! This is our pond as of this morning. Tawny and Sheba were having fun and confusion; after all, one can't proceed with one's essential business when all the smells are covered by white!
Wind isn't blowing nearly 35 mph like it was yesterday, so Sheba's sweater isn't quite as necessary as it was yesterday. I'm really not a dog sweater person. And Sheba isn't shaved in the winter, just trimmed (which she needs again!) But she likes her sweater, sometimes asking for it. She remembers exactly how to stand and move to have it put on and taken off, too! Here, she's just come outside.
In this next picture Sheba is searching for bird and rabbit smells. Nothing is better than the smell (and taste) of rabbit droppings. Sigh.
And now, we're ready to come back in to be a Blog Star!
When we lived in Arizona, I would knit and weave all my Christmas presents for my Mother and Step-father and DH's family. In 2000 (I think, maybe 2001) I decided that rather than send a toy or a small bag of treats for Sheba, I would knit her a sweater. Mom had sent pictures of Sheba in winter, always with a sweater on. (But Mom kept her Schnauzer-shaved.) Bernat had a schnauzer in a camo sweater shown on a ball band, so I modified the pattern for Sheba. I totally guessed at Sheba's sweater size. It was a perfect fit at that point!