The Big Snow

Just when we thought winter was over…

At first, came the snow. It fell all night and all day, the sky was a constant muted, milky grey, as if it was a soft down quilt. Everything disappeared under a blanket of white. It was like being in Austria, or Canada, or some other place that gets dumped with snow each winter. We got used to trudging through it, shin-deep, to get around outside and dressing in a few dozen layers against the bitter cold.

And even after the snow stopped, it stayed. For over a week, since the temperatures didn’t bother to get above zero. Luckily though, it was sunny. Real, proper sun, with summer-esque blue skies, which would trick you into believing it was warmer than it was. Everything glistened, and sparkled. A winter wonderland cliche, come to life.

Prune wasn’t too sure, Suzi loved it, her face in a constant smile as she ran through the powder, following scents, leaving her own paw prints.

It was beautiful, brutal, and a welcome change from the regular, almost like going on a mini-vacation, without having to even leave the house. Not bad for these strange times, then.