Harold and Bea Were Shoveling Out the Driveway. Waffles Found the Biggest Drift.
Snow has buried the driveway overnight, and Harold and Bea are out early to dig their way to the street. Both are bundled in puffy winter coats, gray knit beanies, and gloves, Bea in boots and jeans, Harold in khakis, each pushing a shovel side by side. They have paused mid-scoop, though, to watch the real star of the morning. Waffles has thrown himself into the snowbank with total enthusiasm, half sitting, half sprawled in the drift, snow clinging to his muzzle and ears, mouth open in a goofy, delighted grin. The porch light still glows on the house behind them, and the trash bins are wearing caps of white.
Many dogs adore snow, and Bassets are no exception, though their short legs and low-slung bellies mean they plow through drifts rather than bound over them. That low clearance means their bellies and ears can get cold and wet quickly, so keep snow play reasonably short and towel them off well afterward. Check between their toes for packed ice, and wipe off any rock salt or de-icer, which can irritate paws and upset the stomach if licked. For the people shoveling, take it slow, push rather than lift when possible, and take breaks; heavy, wet snow is real work.
The driveway will be cleared eventually, with a few laughs along the way. Afterward, there will be hot coffee for Harold and Bea and a warm towel and a cozy spot by the heater for one snow-covered hound.






