A blog post by Josiah, the frosty Yorkie puppy
Miss Janet and I walked out into the chilly air. Something was different. The morning looked shinier than usual. Everything was so bright.
I gazed around the farm. The grass and leaves on the ground were frozen and all sparkly. The whole farm had turned to ice! Miss Janet said it’s called frost. I love ice cubes, so this was going to be fun.
As I headed toward my favorite tree, I started slipping and sliding. I had to catch my footing. It was hard to walk but kind of fun. The ground felt cool on my paws, and the leaves had an extra crunch.
I looked down and could see my paw prints on the frosty ground. It was fun to see my own trail. I walked in circles and tried to make pretty paw patterns.
I noticed Miss Janet was sliding around. Uh-oh. If she fell, I would have to drag her back inside and up the stairs. Then bark like crazy for backup.
I noticed she was wearing the wrong shoes. What was she thinking? That’s when I appointed myself chief footwear inspector. From now on, if she tries to put on slippery shoes to go outside in winter, I will tell her to stop. I’ll bark so loudly the whole farm will hear. Humans!
Thankfully, Miss Janet realized walking down the slippery hill wasn’t a good idea. We moved into the backyard. It wasn’t as icy. The smells were amazing. Everything smelled stronger: the grass, dirt, smoke from the bonfire pit.
I could see my breath in front of my face. My whiskers and paws felt all tingly. My nose was super cold, and I kept sneezing. I rubbed my nose on some moss to make the sneezes stop. I licked a frozen leaf. It tasted like an ice cube made of dirt. I liked it!
The birds were twittering loudly in the trees, no doubt talking about the frost. So much activity way up in the branches. They were even doing zoomies in the sky.
One of the horses in the field was wearing a blanket. I wondered if his nose was as cold as mine. Seeing his blanket reminded me of my warm blanket fort, waiting for me inside. I let Miss Janet know I was ready to go back in.
But first, I wanted to practice my five-step descent on the back porch stairs. The steps weren’t covered with frost, so I climbed up easily and did a perfect descent. I did one more for fun, got my yummy treat, then headed inside for my blanket fort.
Winter frost is fun, but blanket forts are the best. Stay warm out there!
Sniffles and snuggles,
Josiah
The Inquisitive Yorkie 