Mischka also loves snow. I will never forget the first "real" snow experience... she was about a year old and we had had about 4 inches of snow overnight. This means in this country: "Everything stops" - espacially the transport. So we were all allone on the field where we took our German Shepherd and Mischka for their run. Mischka's little legs were only just long enough to lift her above the snow and she went crazy... she ran around in circles, barked like mad and generally had a great time. It was very confusing though that the balls we threw for her desintegrated when she caught them ...
She had a real hard time with that one.