MOST people would call the beautiful fluffy white stuff falling outside and making the driveway slippery...snow. Buddy (our elderly poodle) would call it a dusting of tacks. Poor thing just freezes after about fifteen steps trying to get to the grass to do his buisness. JJ ????? HE would call it CRACK. NEVER have I seen such a display. Flipping, sliding, eating, licking, attacking, happy high dog. :snowing: When it was time to come in I had to carry Buddy and JJ FLEW through the house, tore up two flights of stairs jumped on my bed (knocking the mattress off the box spring) jumped down, ran thru the living room around the coffee table smashed onto the couch, sat for a minute. I thought it was over. NOPE...... Second wave...... NOW, to repair the house and hope that JJ will recover. He is standing at my window seat in my bedroom just staring intently at the big flakes blowing all over. Praying his high doesn't make him jump through the window.