Yesterday after I shovelled, I went into the back yard and stomped out some trails for Coco. As you can see, he opted not to follow them. He can walk on top of the crunchy older snow, while I sink in. He likes the snow, but when he gets cold, wants to go in.
He's on the scent of something, not sure what. Or maybe he's just checking things out. Often buries his nose in the snow following some odor he finds interesting.
Just realized I've shovelled everyday for five days now. Guess I'm getting my exercise! And it's good exercise, too, especially when the snow is wet and heavy. It's been nice the past couple of days. It's colder and the snow is dryer and more powdery.