Today across the mid-Atlantic we’ve got a dilly of a snowstorm. Already there’s at least 8 inches of snow on the ground here in Manassas and it’s coming down hard for the rest of the day. We’re all house-bound.

This is the sort of day Mina loves. I can’t tell you how much she loved snow. You can see a few pics of her enjoying the snow in the Mina Multimedia tab – look in the 1999 and 2006 sets. There should be more pictures of her romping in the snow but that would’ve meant taking my hands out of my pockets and out of my gloves and I don’t share Mina’s love of snow.

I always attributed my Mina girl’s love of snow to being born in October and spending the first few months of her life in the cold. But I learned from her first holistic vet that Wheaten terriers love cold weather, actually prefer it, and that was born out through Mina’s 13 years. Every time a little snow would fall she’d watch from her window and bark at me to get her out there RIGHT NOW! We don’t often get snowfall like we’re having this weekend, but that didn’t matter to Mina – any amount would do for her.

I miss Mina every minute of every day and I figure that’ll be true for the rest of my life. It’s hard to be house-bound just six weeks after our last Saturday together, but I’m trying to think of projects to keep my mind occupied. I’ve already gone outside to sweep snow off my car, sort of a memorial snow day ritual for Mina. She would come outside with me, off leash, and putter around in the snow until I was finished. When we got back upstairs, I’d take off my gloves and melt all the snow off her paws with my fingers before going inside, and then rub her down with her towel. That towel still hangs on the doorknob of the coat closet. Mina LOVED having her head rubbed with the towel and she’d move forward under the towel, through my legs, like a doggie car-dry machine. She always made me laugh.

Mina baby, you brought joy to every day and love and light to every moment