Last night it snowed and this morning we woke up in a whitish world. We just made a nice walk, it was very quiet. The sandy dunes had turned into white hills:
And the dune forest had turned magical:
There even was snow on the beach! I liked it.
It looks like there is more snow coming, it was pretty cloudy. We’ll see. For the next couple of hours I will be in my cosy bed, happily warm inside our house.
So P is back home and he took the snow with him! It is amazing, the things he can do… This morning when we went on our first little walk the world suddenly had changed. Yesterday I smelled the air and sensed something was coming, but I did not know what to expect. This morning it became clear what I had smelled.
The paths and trees and everything is covered in a thin layer of soft cool stuff that tickles between my toes. It is cold and therefore there is not much to smell – the earth holds her breath in the cold, you know. Everything is quiet. How did P manage to do this?
P has gone on a holiday, without M and me! I was sad about that at first, but M told me he went with a group of friends to a place I would not like. Then he send us a picture of this place:
It looks terrible! I can see what M means: I would not like it there. It looks icy cold. And, what is worrying me most: there is snow almost everywhere, not one green spark of grass to be seen! That would bother me if I would be there, because where would I be supposed to pee? No grass! Horrible.
Don’t get me wrong, I do like snow. Like in little-fields-of-white-fluffy-stuff, which are great for playing. Especially when the temperature is pleasantly warm. My first encounter with this kind of snow was in our first long summer holiday together:
That was nice. But where P is now it looks a lot colder and more serious, concerning snow conditions. I don’t mind he went without us. I do hope he will be back home soon, though.
We are in the mountains! That is great, I love mountains. The smells here are overwhelming, the air is fresh and pure and the grass tastes delicious. I like to eat grass, all dogs do. The grass back in Holland is okay, but here in the mountains it is something else.
We walk a lot here, up and down the mountains, through woods and meadows and over rocky little paths. There is even funny white stuff in some places, stuff that tickles between my toes. M tells me it is snow. Snow in summer! This is a truly magical place.
Alas, I did not get any hair extensions this Christmas. The hairdresser told us she needs something to weave these extensions into, and the hair on my ears is too short. This was a big disappointment, it made me really sad. Now I will never have these beautiful Saluki ears! But this morning all turned out well, because I got a really big present! This is it:
When we woke up, all the world was white. I do not know how M managed this, but she can do miracles, sometimes. I am really pleased with this present! I jumped around and ran and ran and put my nose in the fluffy white stuff. Awesome!