Taos the Snow Dog

(As written by Taos.)

My mom came home from work Monday night and made chili and homemade cinnamon rolls. The house smelled great. I didn't get any chili, but she did let me sample part of her roll after supper. It was delicious.

Dad is busy calving heifers, so this time of year he gets home late. I waited and I waited and waited some more, but he never came home.

It got late (about 8:30 p.m.) and I could barely keep my eyes open, so I retired to my bed (the one that mom and dad think they need to sleep in too).

The next morning, I woke Mom up so I could go potty and to my surprise everything was WHITE! The trees, the lawn and even most of mom's Jeep was covered in SNOW!

SNOW IS MY FAVORITE OF ALL MY FAVORITE THINGS!



Mom said Dad had to spend the night at work because the baby calves would get too cold if they were born outside. This disrupted my normal routine, but because I am Taos the Cow Dog, I suppose I understand the importance of keeping those babies warm.

Mom bundled up in her winter clothes and we headed out the door to do chores.

I ran. I spun circles. I bounded through the drifts. I even made a few snow-puppy angels.

It. Was. Glorious.

For one day of the year, I got to be Taos the Cow SNOW Dog! I played until I got so tired that I, once again, couldn't keep my eyes open and Mom let me back in to sleep on my nice warm bed.