Snow Pug
Since Sid was born and raised in Southern California, he has never seen snow. So, of course, our first snowfall of our first winter in Park Slope was a blizzard.
Typical.
Our neighborhood was slammed with over two feet of snow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know what all of you Upstate / Mid-western folks with your “lake-effect” snow storms are thinking. But regardless of whether or not you think we’re wimps, our neighborhood went from “Dry as the Sahara” to “Arctic Expedition” in about 36 hours. I’ve got photographic evidence to prove it:
December 25th:
December 27th:
That’s a lot of snow!
We had no idea how Sid would react to the snow; he hates the rain and he refuses to walk though puddles, so we were pretty much expecting the worse. Also, we were advised that he should wear these rubber balloons on his feet to protect him from all of the salt that’s being tossed about on the sidewalks.
