Puppy in the Snow

If only we could bottle the pure joy Rustle feels when he gets into the snow.

He runs, he jumps, he rolls, he leaps, and he bounds. He is even learning to catch (and eat) snowballs. He has a hard time waiting the 2 seconds it takes me to make a snowclump big enough to throw at him (darn dry Calgary snow), but he is learning to sit and wait because a snowball is a HUGE reward.

It's a dog's life.