Well, folks, he’s at it again!

Oh look! More delicious frosty treats have fallen from the sky!

Leave your shovels and snow plows at home because you’re not gonna need ’em.

This, my friends, is the (adorable) face of an unapologetic snow eater.

Sid has decided to start his own business; a snow removal business.

Yep, you heard me correctly. Let me back up a minute and I think you’ll see why it makes perfect sense. It all started when we went outside during my lunch break to check out the freshly fallen snow.

Like usual, Sid just sniffed around, hunting for any pee-mail messages my neighbors’ dogs might have left for him in our apartment building’s back yard.

I decided to make a snow ball to see what Sid would do with it.

Well, like everything else new he encounters, he attempted to eat it.

Once he got a taste for the white fluffy treat, there was no stopping him. He quickly got to work excavating more of this delicious substance.

I tried to explain it was just regular old frozen water but I don’t think he could hear me over the crunch of the snowballs he kept devouring.

The cold didn’t seem to bother him and he was making some significant headway clearing away a path in the middle of the yard.

So now I think you understand the nature of Sid’s new business. Anyone need their driveway plowed??

If you aren’t yet convinced to hire this pug, here’s some video of Sid demonstrating his unwavering commitment to snow removal (and consumption):

This past Friday, while we were just sitting around minding our own business, this happened:

I think Sid figured out something was up when I had to pull his box of winter clothes down from the closet shelf. Sorry, buddy, but it’s time to break out the fleece.

Boy, that was one quick autumn! Anyone else got any snow already?

Chicago FINALLY got its first official snowfall of 2017. Winter this year has been extremely unusual considering most years we are usually buried in snow from December through March. Although we did enjoy those unexpected warm spells during February (usually the most brutal month here), it was comforting to finally see some lovely fat flakes drifting down and blanketing everything in white.

But certain flat-faced members of the family weren’t as excited as I was to venture outside and tread in the freshly fallen snow.

As soon as Sid saw me pull out his fleece coat from the closet, he bunched up in his bed and refused to cooperate. Eventually, with a little encouragement (3 baby carrots), I persuaded him to go outside for some snow patrol duty.

That first snowfall earlier this month was very pretty but the snow only lasted a day or two. Remember, though, that this is December in Chicago so naturally it wasn’t long before we got another dose. Our morning walk that day took us once again to our favorite neighborhood spot: Winnemac Park.

Upon arrival at the park, Sid became sour due to the added difficulty one experiences when one is trying to sniff out the perfect pee spot and everything sniffable is covered in thick mounds of cold fluff.

But his mood did a complete one-eighty when he set eyes, or rather nose, on the raised garden beds located in a corner of the park near the high school. The beds were overflowing with dried plant stalks which are an optimal medium for sending/receiving pee-mail, so I am told.

I do hope we keep getting snow here because the added humidity the snow brings makes it feel slightly warmer than usual and prevents the city from becoming a stark frozen tundra. And it sure is purdy.

Yes, folks, it is now OFFICIALLY winter here in Chicago. We got a few inches of snow yesterday in the form of large fluffy flakes. Of course the first snow is always the best, especially when the temps are still bearable. You’ll certainly get a polar (pun intended) opposite opinion if you ask me about snow in April, but for now Sid and I are enjoying it immensely. Well, maybe me more than Sid.

Have you gotten any snow where you live yet?

After all the vet visits earlier this month (including a yearly check-up, rabies shot, dental cleaning, and a trip to the emergency vet after an episode that I shall refer to as “The Vomity Calamity”), Sid and I were happy to have a fairly normal and uneventful week or so.

Being that it is still mid-winter here, we did get some more snow this past Sunday, but just enough to make everything look pretty and not the kind of snow where people collapse on the street while attempting to extract their cars from gigantic fluffy white mounds.

Winnemac park looks especially beautiful with a coating of snow. We’ve been getting up earlier than usual now that sun comes up sooner, so our morning walks have been very pleasant.

The park holds all the wonderful smells that Sid dreams about each night. I think the snow must enhance the smells as he can spend a good five minutes with his snout plastered to the base of a light post.

He also gets to observe and greet fellow canines. Or, depending on the pooch in question, he’ll just huff and puff and eventually bark at them from a safe distance (as he is demonstrating above).

He will sometimes track human boot prints in hopes that he may eventually find the human and they will have treats for him.

If this little guy tracked you down through the snow-filled tundra, you’d reward him with some baby carrots, right?