Our snowy stroll

The sun was sparkling on the neat sheet of snow across the meadow of Yorkshire England, when a soft furry figure was seen with his owner. With sweet shiny red fur, white paws carefully padding along in the snow, and oval-like ears appeared perfect for sharp listening made a light bounce from the dog's trot... it was Prince Donovan! happy as ever to be roaming along the beachy trail with his owner on this fine day.

On the other end of the leash was his nicely dressed owner Clementine, glad to be accompanied with her beloved Rough Collie mix and

next-in-line-to the-throne-of King. He makes no abrupt tugs at the lead, only gently asks to sniff a tree or a rock every now and again with a curious

look in his ravishing rivery blue eyes. "How could I say no to his lovely fox-like face?" Clementine thinks to herself. The young dog had been begging to go on a walk since yesterday, we figured the snow would only snow us down, but eventually we realized with the right attire and attitude we can concur the land and have an adventure into the alluring distance with our canines rain or shine!

Prince Donovan thought it was a nice idea to lay in

the powdery snow at one of our stops, the icy coldness tickles his belly but he loves the feeling of the crumbly fluffy snow at the tips of his paw-pads.

"It must be the Siberian Husky in me, there's a little in my mother and father's side" the Prince chuckled as him and his owner chatted and indulged

in some snow-flavoured nature-made snow on a clean part of the ground, it was like a snow-cone treat without the cone :) Donovan was such

a jolly good lad on his stroll, we are so pleased he's part of our family <3