The Waiting Game

It may be the beginning of March but it is still very much winter here in Manitoba.

Lacie does not care what the season… as long as someone is willing to toss her favourite toy for her to fetch.

Coco, on the other hand, is dreaming of spring. Me too… truth be told.

Lacie is a sweet bundle of energy. She runs like the wind, the new soft snow only adding to her fun.

Coco is a little less enthused about having to deal with these still wintery conditions… but he does seem to enjoy the new warmth in the sun ( not to mention the occasional treat that is dropped in his path ).

Coco turned 14 years this January. He is entitled to his occasional grumpy-face.

Here he is… peeking from behind the snowbank, watching his sister run. One can imagine him shaking his little head in befuddlement at her antics.

“Is it time to go in now?”

Bear waits for us inside. The sun streaming through the window has enticed him to stick his nose out the door more than a couple of times (you never know… the weather may have improved in the the past 5 minutes) but the chill is still too much for this old gent. Soon Bear… soon.

“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.” ~Charles Dickens, Great Expectations