Having grown up in a sunny, warm clime--and been stalled most of his life-- Mr Wonderful has had very little experience with snow.

So it was much to his delight that we let him out to play in the knee-deep snow this morning.

After bucking, kicking, rearing, rolling, and then doing it all over again, he decided to dig in and start eating the snow.

This, he did not like.

We tried determinedly to get a close-up of the snow on his whiskers, but with all the head tossing, rearing, bucking and spinning, it was a little difficult.

This was the best we could do.

Tex, on the other hand, has become quite accomplished at posing for the camera.

Here he is dashing through the snow...

Last but not least, the Aussies. We had so much fun watching them tear around this yard this morning that we left them out for over an hour. As time went on, I noticed that both of them were slowing down considerably. Finally, when they got really quiet, I went outside to investigate.

Turns out that Aussie hair, for some reason, attracts snow. In fact it attracts snow so much that each dog's undercarriage was completely covered with snowballs. Here is what Shorty's looked like, when I cornered him near the alfalfa: