After several days of being stuck inside due to miserable winter weather and me being a wimp lately, both Luke and I were feeling stir crazy. Even though it was only 17 degrees and windy outside yesterday, the sun was shining so I thought we’d give it a try.
One of our readers once asked how I determined that 20 degrees is about our minimum temperature for walking. This is how:
I’ve observed that it’s usually about anything below 20 degrees when Luke’s paws get too cold (and no, he will not wear boots). Our walk was kind of doomed from the beginning. I had been anxious to get out onto the trails the Dadz had blazed for us with his 4-wheeler on the last nice day we had, so walking was much easier for Luke. However, there was still about 2-3 inches of fresh snow in the tire tracks which is what most likely made his paws too cold. He even ventured off trail a bit and could walk on top of the crusty snow in some places.
We headed down into the woods, and suddenly the wind picked up and was whipping. We had already seen some large branches on the ground here and there, since this was our second day of high winds. We walked a little further and the trees above us were making snapping and cracking noises in the wind. I started to get a little nervous. Then I looked up to see one particular extremely tall pine tree waving back and forth frantically, and I got really nervous. We turned around and headed back out of the woods!
We retraced our steps across the field and back around the house, and then headed onto another trail by the chicken coop. The trees on that side of our land don’t seem quite so tall, spindly, and fragile. But we only got a few steps before Luke started holding his paws up, so I knew he was too cold. I snapped these photos very quickly and we headed back home.
We tried, we really did.
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