Finding My Snow Legs

I got a very nice early Christmas present. Paul drove the tractor down the old road to pack down the snow enough so I could run. The 'old road' is actually an old dirt logging road from the 70s that runs through the woods of our property. It's wonderful for running, but the snow was too deep until Paul packed it down for me.
Scooter was delighted to accompany me. Can you find me in this picture? Even trickier...where's Scooter (hint...he's much faster than me!)?
The uneven surfaces of the tractor tires gave me quite a workout - both in my legs and my lungs. It was very slow going, but envigorating.

I love the crunch crunch sound of my trail shoes (Montrails) in snow.
We have continued working our way through The House at Pooh Corner. In celebration, Reid put on his tigger costume. I think Pierce was a little jealous that he didn't have one. He did fall asleep in the rocking chair, though, little stuffed Pooh in hand. Seems that no matter how big he actually gets, he'll always be my baby.

Merry Christmas Eve :-)