Don't worry...be Scooby

We got our first snow of the winter today and Scooby is very happy.  He loves the snow, I think it's the Husky half of him.  He jumps around in it and can't resist grabbing a mouthful occasionally.

During last winter's mega snow-fest he'd trail his nose in it as we walked along.  Strange dog.  To be fair I do like seeing his big clean feet punching holes in the virgin snow. 

He's also very good to throw snowballs at...I mean to!

I think we're due some more snow and definitely a really cold snap.  On the way home from our afternoon walk the puddles were beginning to freeze over and the forming ice crystals were sparkling on the pavement.  Pretty if they weren't so slippy.

Which brings me to the issue of worrying.  I'm not sure where I got the idea that doing something to scare yourself everyday is a good thing (possibly by someone sponsored by the valium industry?) but there have been a few spooky walks recently.

My son has insisted I take his massive metal maglite torch with me when walking Scooby in the dark.  He says I have to take it "because you can beat people over the head with it".  I'm not convinced.  Either that I could beat someone over the head with it, or indeed stop someone from beating me over the head with it...

The things I do to prevent myself being murdered in the park in the dark are as follows:

1. walk purposefully - apparently little old ladies that stride are much less likely to be mugged than ones who dodder, as they look like they could put up a bit of a fight.
2. Try to remember to call Scooby 'Killer'
3. Try to remember to not call Scooby 'my good boy...oh yes you are' and 'my little pumpkin' etc.
4. I have rehearsed (in my head) a convincing warning about Scooby being very protective

This list is not extensive and I may add to it.  Suggestions are welcome!  I draw the line at night vision goggles though.

Or...maybe I should just take a supremely chilled out page from Scooby's book...and be happy, be Scooby.