On Saturday we had a light covering of snow which completely confused Harry. First one paw went out the back door, then another and then he quickly reversed. Eventually curiosity got the better of him. What was this stuff?
It most definitely had to be tracked down to see where it had come from.
Then it had to be pushed around, sniffed and tasted, and hey just a minute! It might want to play!
Sunday came and we had more of the white stuff so Harry put his new tracking skills to good use.
Aha! I think it came from behind here.