My Own Personal Grey

The Writer’s Dog in January


So… it’s snowing in Seattle which is unusual. And Bella, so far as we know, has never seen snow before since she’s only three and I don’t recall that we’ve had snow in the city in about that many years. It does look pretty, but as a Seattleite, it’s also treacherous since there will be no snow plowing down to the marina–its at the base of a hill, and not economically important. So I walked the dog up to the off-leash dog park this morning:

Snow clings to the fence and blackberries at the dog park

and she was the only dog there. Good thing she found a stick to play with, yeah?

Bella has found a stick in the snow....

Bella thinks the whole snow thing is a bit strange, but at least she can find the ground if she digs hard enough….

Bella finds the ground under the snow

And of course, trees are the best for making one look noble and cool:


Yes, the dog is too cute to live. And currently napping in front of the heater after her hard day in the snow. We’ll see what happens tomorrow….