Is Your Dog Cryin' All The Time?

It's probably the coldest day of  winter, so far, in central Illinois, U.S.A. I'm not even gonna tell ya how cold it is, because I don't want anyone to feel bad, or think I'm complaining on this bitterly frigid Monday morn. Brrrrr!!

My blog is designed and crafted to be uplifting, joyful and so strange that it takes your collective minds off of the worries and cares of the day.

Our dog does not understand the concept of below zero wind chills, so he is CONSTANTLY begging us to take him on his customary walks . We try to give him a brief encounter with the frozen elephants 
elements outside the back door, but he will either not go out the door, or go down the back steps, turn around, and come right back inside. 

When we think he gets the point and realizes he needs to go potty on his potty pads, strategically placed inside the house, he begins to bug us again about going for a walk in arctic conditions! 

Now, this bugging starts about 5 minutes after we've shown him how unbearably cold it is outside! 

It's almost like he thinks WE can change the weather for him, or that the weather changes every 5 minutes, from Antarctica to Aruba in 5 minutes!

I guess I could try to drag him out for a little bitty walk, but I KNOW what would happen.

Even if we were only out for 30 seconds, someone would take of video of me dragging Chevy (my dog) out across the frozen tundra, and P.E.T.A., the A.S.P.C.A., my immediate family, my church family, the local T.V. news, all of my neighbors and Simon Cowell...ESPECIALLY...Simon Cowell would be on me like a drill sergeant on a new recruit! 

Another pathetic kind of thing is how the ice and snow freeze his poor little feet paws after a few seconds, and he will lift one paw, then put it down to lift another paw, and so forth until I pick him up and take him back inside the warm, cozy house. 

"Why not, doggie booties?" Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! You asked a very funny question! "Why not doggie booties?" Hee, hee, har, har, har!!!

I don't know about your dog, but CHEVY makes "minced meat" out of doggie booties! He rips them to tiny little pieces with his little sharp teeth, as if they were tissue paper! Yes, even the tough leather doggie booties! 

Anyway, all the prevailing dog protection folks would still kill us (figuratively speaking) for taking Chevy out into the "white death" of winter, at sub zero temps, even for a few nano seconds! 

Fortunately, "THEY" are predicting decent temps for tomorrow, and Chevy can take his customary walks, every 2 hours, as usual. What a happy pup he'll be!

As for now, we will have to put up with his cryin' all the time...