A Cold Wind Blows

Molly loves cold weather. Back in her younger days, I can see her pulling a dog sled in the Iditarod Dog Sled race or being the Alpha Dog in an Eskimo Village somewhere in Alaska. Even as old as she is, Molly loves it when a cold wind is blowing (me, not so much any more) and she especially loves the snow. I don't know if the cold wind blows more smells for her to take in or what, but that is when she is truly happy and I love her for it. She bounces into the house and her good mood rubs off on everyone.