Thursday, February 6
We have had the same "conversation" every day that I've been home this week, and twice already this morning. Mischa runs to the door, starts hopping up and down, and barks at me. I tell her that there is still snow outside and she's not going to be happy. She doesn't care and continues hopping and barking. I then open the door, she takes a quick peek outside at the snow covered yard and freezes. To her surprise the snow has not melted. She then slowly backs away from the door and runs in the opposite direction.
I should probably mention that she is extremely lazy, has an indoor bathroom, and is the kind of dog that sits down halfway through a walk and demands to be carried the rest of the way because she "doesn't feel like it anymore".