It was hard for me to go out and even take pictures of the snow. The last time I walked around and took these kinds of images, I had a very sentimental, memorable night with my "pack". Unfortunately, I lost a special pack member this past December- Cortez, my chocolate Rat Terrier. He was 14 and had been diagnosed diabetic about 2 years earlier. Snow reminds me of him because he loved it and it brings me back to that night. Back in 2012, during a blizzard, the other dogs thought I was crazy to put their leashes and coats on to go for a walk (gentle wind, it was not harsh even though it was technically a blizzard)- Cortez was ecstatic. We all went for a stroll just around the neighborhood and he was so eager and enthusiastic, pulling ahead- no, charging ahead. Back near home, we had to sort of climb over some snow to get back on our sidewalk- so we made it over and then back up the walk and into the house. When I opened the door and we came back inside, he let out this SOUND that told me it was one of the best experiences of his life. He sort of howled and yelled his joy. So I can't walk through the snow taking pictures without dwelling on that night. I almost didn't want to go because it was without him this time.
