That's when the wimpy little bulldog becomes a snow flyer. She leaps and bounds and soars around the yard. She ignores the snow and the cold. She only has eyes for the squirrel.
So our dog becomes a new beast, a snow flyer. In the photo below you can see her bare little tummy turn pink and despite the cold she flies. Reluctantly, I call her in, I can't have my snow flyer turning to snow.