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We got Tooey some snow boots. When we go running around in the snow, the poor girl quickly gets these huge snow balls between her pads and between her toes, and she feels she must get the snow out right now. That means she’ll run 20 yards, stop and lie down to chew out the snow balls, run 20 more yards, stop again, etc., etc. No fun at all, especially since Mr. Carlin Hotfoot just runs and runs and runs in zigs and zags all around her.

So, boots. The ones we got fit her feet, but the front ones kept slipping down. We determined that the front boots needed to be taller and have another strap that would tie around above the carpal pad. So, Russ bought some matching ripstop, and I did some sewing.

Not quite as professional looking as the original boots, but they seem to work okay.


Now she’s comfortable enough to zig in the show to Carlin’s zag.


I think in the last several years, all the sewing I’ve done has been for the dogs. Dog rugs, holding blinds, snow boots. What’s next? Hmmm…. maybe some camo waterproof crate pads, like fellow IWS person, Ruth, makes.


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While Russ and Tooey are off on their first hunting trip of the year, Carlin and I are having a romp in the snow. (Well, Carlin is having a romp. I’m just trying to stay upright.)


I was totally not expecting snow this morning. I had gotten out all my gear to go field training with Carlin and a Field Spaniel friend. But when I woke up, I found a dusting of powdery snow, and a sky filled with fat flakes that fell for several more hours.

Having grown up and lived at West Coast sea level my whole life, I’ve never gotten comfortable with driving in snow. I avoid it except when absolutely necessary. So, no driving out to the training field today.

On the other hand, most other folks weren’t driving either, so I was able to take Carlin over to a side street, and let him run around off leash. And I did get a bit of training in. We worked on distance whistle sits and recalls. And Carlin did great, so we both had a rewarding tromp through the snow.

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