Shyla and I were out in the forest together as a monster snow storm moved into our area. I was freezing cold as we were pelted with spring snow but she was happy to snooze on a boulder. She was so relaxed that I had trouble convincing her to open her eyes. The forest is her happy and chill place.
Along with snow, the storm brought fog and clouds to ground level making for murky views. We saw a small cluster of elk, barely visible even though they were close. Shyla is a star around wildlife so she stayed by my side without even thinking about bothering them.
After the storm was all done, the snow was very deep - easily up to my thighs. Shyla is our snow dog, and she seemed to love plowing through it.
She also loved playing with her brother in it.