Snow is fun. It is cold. I like snow. I hate the cold, though. That is the one thing I hate about winter. It is so incredibly cold, which makes my fingers and toes go numb and my teeth chatter. I love the snow; it is so fluffy and fun and it tastes good. I with we could just have snow in the summer or something. That would be so awesome. You could be all hot and sweaty out in the middle of a warm summer day, then just go run over to a snow patch and cool off! That way you could have a snowball fight and be tan at the same time. That would be my ideal world right there. Plus you would never have to pay for snow cones; you could just make your own! Ice Deli takes up ninety percent of my paycheck probably during the summer, so all I would have to do was go buy the syrup and then BOOM all my problems would be solved. Summer days would no longer be long and boring. Snowball fights, free Ice Deli, sledding down Centennial Hill: all these events could take place in the nice warm weather! It is my dream to one time experience a snowstorm in the middle of the warm summer. My life would be complete.
In my family, the humans are not the only ones who enjoy snow. My little dog, Simon, gets quite overjoyed when he gets to frolic in the white fluffy stuff. He is a white, fluffy mix between a poodle and a bichon frise. Sometimes, as he runs and jumps through the snow, he seems to disappear! He is the same color as the snow; sometimes all you can see are his little brown eyes and black nose. It is so cute, just like him. Sometimes him and I play in the snow together. It is never fun to bring him back inside, though, because his paws are all wet and so is the rest of his fur, so he gets whoever is holding him soaking wet and freezing. It is okay though, because he is adorable; plus, playing in the snow is just worth the unfortunate events that may follow.
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