Well we broke down and got a puppy the other day, a black Labrador Retriever and she is 3 months old.

Her name is Midnight for now. She was named this because we picked her out at midnight.

We got her from a farmer near Woodstock Ontario. She was from a litter of 8 and we thought that we knew what to look for when getting her and it all went out the window when all of them were together at our feet attacking our shoes and pant legs. The onslaught knocked the common sense out of us.

So fast forward today and let the story begin!

We received around 5-6 inches of fresh snow this morning when I woke up and it was great to look at. I got Midnight ready for her morning constitution and opened the front door. She then looked outside at the first step and jumped onto it which was covered in snow, oh this was her first encounter with snow by the way.

She was up to below her neck in snow and she was stuck with noway out. She tried to lift her legs to no avail and then started to shake her head in a frantic manner. Midnight started to lightly wine and looked up at me with a sigh. I felt bad, but I started to laugh uncontrollably and so did my neighbours who were all over the place shoveling their snow.

Since the snow was so high and she wasn’t going anywhere fast, so I had to get the shovel to make room her on the lower steps. Then I had to make a pathway down to the sidewalk. Midnight had never seen a shovel either and started to bark at it and the snow that was flying around from it. I wish that I had the video camera out to get it on film!

Keep on Jammin'(or shoveling)