We awakened to 10" of light powdery snow this morning. Sophie charged out the door and realized that this was going to be a bit more difficult than usual, but that didn't stop her. She loves snow (way more than me) and bounded through the powder to find "the perfect place". Dragging me behind her, we both became coated with snow. It sticks and mats into her fur and she stops to chews it off her paws. Me, well, I'm just a big black blob of parka, fleece, and Uggs coated with the damn stuff.