Lately, it's been freezing. We attempt to get out at least once on the weekends, usually resulting in not wanting to go out to play much for another week. Kins likes to play in the snow, even if it does take many layers of preparation. Can you find Big Mac? Maybe just his arm? This is how we roll on winter walks. Only his head pokes out of the huge coat I wear over both of us. He's usually content on walks and sleeps.