Because Romeo still needs his fun, I took him out to the park for a good run around. Gio stayed home as, with my luck, we would get to the park and he would collapse into a snow bank and I would have to carry him back home again. So I bundled up for the cold, grabbed the chuck-it and Romeo and I headed out. Romeo was all gung-ho about it, of course. But as soon as we got to the park, he was holding his feet up and complaining about the cold. JEEZ! So we walked back home and tossed the ball around in the back yard for a bit. Somehow, the snow in the back yard wasn't as cold as the snow in the park. Who knew?!
"Umm ... little problem. I can't find the ball."
So I found the ball ... yes, me, the human, trudged through the snow to fetch the ball FOR MY DOG! SHEESH!
"YAY! You rescued it! Now, throw it again."
"Hey, you'll never guess what I found in that snow drift over there. A BALL!"
"What are you staring at? Do I have something on my face?"
Gio got a bit of a play session in with the cow that Moxie and Izzie sent the boys. Much less enthusiastic than usual, but stumbly-bum playing none the less.