the first snow

It snowed. Woke up this morning knowing it did. The light was different. Brighter, whiter and the sound, muffled. I sent Leuk straight outside, following in my slippers. He barked at all the fluffy white stuff at first. Then tentatively pawed at it. Then decided he must eat it all, slowly making his way deeper. Something startled him and he ran. And slipped. And then in an instant, fear gone, he figured out that snow is fun. Diving and rolling and chasing and sliding down hills. Suddenly the only thing in the world that mattered was a snow covered dog having the time of his life. Thanks Leuk, you made my day.