| I had Jason on leash for a walk one early spring day; of course this was in his younger days when he was a pretty powerful guy, usually polite, but powerful. We had had a big snow storm a couple of days before. Here it warms in the afternoon, melts the snow, then freezes in what is often close-to-zero temps. The result can be a few inches of clear ice. Anyway, Mr. Polite and I are having our morning walk when out of nowhere pops Mr. Ground Squirrel. Now I realize we all have our weaknesses, and squirrels happen to be Jay's. The squirrel takes off, Jason takes off, and I hang on. Talk about a wild ride! What I want to know is how come we can't get traction, but they can? I'd have sworn he was wearing studded snow tires. Talk about four-wheel drive! I finally grabbed a bush, and managed to get us stopped. We no longer walk in snow-melt-freeze conditions. |