The snow blew in today. So far it has remained pretty and fun, rather than disruptive. Neo could hardly believe the garden transformed to soft and white, rolling about in it way beyond the point when it started to feel cold for us. His curly coat is a snow magnet: he would be a snowdog in 5 minutes if he were to stand still. The snow balls-up under his feet, giving him a popsicle to chew on later. Still, this would be the perfect weather for wearing his Harris Tweed coat.