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It's in the single digits outside now.. well below freezing.  This was Kirby's favorite weather.  The more snow the better.  It was like crack to him.  He'd burry his head deep in the snow and take big sniffs of the stuff.  It made my brain freeze just watching him.  He'd roll in it, dive in it, run through it, roll over on his back and slide down a hill like a penguin or a seal.  And he'd still be panting.  Even walking in single digit weather he'd still be panting.  He'd fall asleep under his favorite bushes ouside at night.  Usually around 1 or 2 am you could hear him come in the doggy door and come upstairs to sleep next to or on the bed.  His fur would be freezing cold and he'd smell like a campfire from all the local woodstoves.  I hope he has as much snow as he wants now.