I wasn't quite done when Dave said Mom was freezing and I should wrap up my work and let her take us inside.
I said something to the tune of not being ready to go in and who was going to make me...
You can't get me! I'm in my cool snow fort!
I had the high ground, so I knew his attack would do no good!
Then Mom said, "Oh, poor Zimmie! Your leg is stuck!" and went to untangle my leg from my leash, when Dave saw his opening!
He had me pinned pretty well...
...but I was able to roll and get back on my feety-feet!
Pure Siberian chaos erupted at that point. Oh, it was great; we had such fun! Check out this cool action shot:
Me and Dave, the best big brother a guy could ask for!
Note: Mom wants to make it clear to those who don't understand the ways of the Siberian that we were PLAYING. To the untrained eye, it might look like I'm getting snarky, but no. It's all good, clean Siberian fun!
Seconds later, we heard something and stopped what we were doing!
Hey Dave! Do you hear that? Somebody's coming! Maybe the UPS man or the FedEx man?
Woo! Yeah! Maybe we'll get ear scratchies! I love it when they stop and give us ear scratchies!
Unfortunately, it was just a truck that wasn't coming here. Mom took advantage of the break in the action to take us inside. By that time, she seemed to need a hot cup of coffee, so I didn't resist.
We sure had a blast out there! And I am the KING of my cool snow fort!!! Ha roo!