If there's anything Maple loves more than swimming, it's breaking through ice on water. This evening, I was out in the yard with the dogs taking in the last smidgen of daylight after I get home from work.
Maple leaped onto the ice in the pool and walked around until she broke it with a satisfying splash. Then she hauled a piece of ice as big as a window pane out on the grass where she could break it into smaller pieces to chew.
Ah, yes, nothing like lying on the lawn with wet paws, chewing on ice chunks in the twilight of a breezy, 25 F evening.
It is breeding season for Great Horned Owls. The pair in the yard have been hooting up a storm. They took a break from their romancing to stare down at the dogs from the top of the utility pole behind Maple, no doubt wondering what the crazy dog was crunching.
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