Rion, in his shiny new raincoat, over top of his winter coat, complete with booties, ready for a walk on a rainy, but snow-covered January day:
Once I got the jacket on, however, I realized it was no longer raining, so off it came:
We've had weird weather here. I fear the Rideau Canal is not going to be able to open anytime soon. It was icy-cold and blustery and wintery through the last week of November and most of December - we had a number of really good winter storms - but the last few days in particular have been quite warm. It was 10 above yesterday, and today it's probably about 5 above. So everything is melting. Which might make some people happy, but it makes my dog sad because he really does like his little booties.*
If anyone is interested, I put up a few more pictures of the snow around our place over the past few weeks.
* OK, maybe "like" is a strong word. But he seems to appreciate what they are for. Before we got them, a few years back, walks outside lasted no longer than 5 minutes, because his paws would get too cold and he'd want to be carried. Now we can be outside for 15 minutes or even longer (on a semi-nice day). He loves to plow through deep, fluffy snow, his head down like a snowplough pushing through the layers. That doesn't work so well on days like today, when it is all slushy and half-ice and wet.