The weather has been really cold here today. I think our high temperature was 12. When the weather is like this, our poor little dogs have such a hard time. If they dilly dally more than a minute or so in finding the perfect spot to do their business outside, their paws freeze and they just give up and quit walking, even if they are only a few feet from the door. This means that Greg or I have to rescue them by throwing our shoes on, running outside, and picking them up. I seriously think that they would just roll over and give up otherwise.
Tonight this happened to Molly. After only being outside for maybe a minute, she stopped walking. I called to her and she wouldn’t come. It wasn’t the normally selective hearing they like to portray when they don’t want to come; it was more like “Mom, my feet are too cold and I just can’t walk another step.” She first lifted up one of her front paws to get it off of the cold ground, then the other, so that she was standing only on her hind feet but not in her normal, happy begging style. I could tell she had given up, so I threw on my shoes and ran to pick her up. Poor doggie.