The puglets got to romp around in their first snow of the winter, while we were skiing this past weekend. Actually, it was more like Sasha who was frolicking, jumping, tumbling in the snow like it was a big fluffy field of manna. Cleo was a little more cautious.
She would park herself in the least snowy spots in the park. and would refuse to budge.
She would then put on her 'i'm patetique' face and start to shiver violently. look at that miserable pug.