With fresh snow on the ground, Moose got dibs on marking up the pristine white Common. We criss-crossed all over the place until his paws and my boots laid down a story of chasing smells, throwing snow balls, and prancing like horses to keep our feet from freezing. 😊 We took a break in the car half way through to let a plow clear our parking space and then went across the street where Moose explored the much less cold Cumbies parking lot. Maybe he liked how it smelled of oil. Or maybe he just wanted to cover his tracks! 🥰
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