Snow Puppy

I've always loved winter. And I don't mean just the holidays (even if that does happen to be one of the reasons I enjoy the solstice); I'm talking about the whole three months of it. I love the snow days with the beautiful sight of icicles hanging from housetops and white snow gathered atop roofs and tree branches. I look forward to drinking cups of hot cocoa with my family after spending time in the chilly outdoors. The total lack of bugs outside to pester us is also a huge advantage over the other seasons. Heck, if I really put my mind to it, I could probably write a book about all the reasons I love winter. However, if I had to choose only one reason out of all the reasons why I love winter, I would have to go with my fur.

See, I know most people enjoy the summer with school vacations and perfect beach weather, but as a poodle who doesn't shed their coat naturally, that summer heat is an absolute pain to me. I've gotten heat stroke so many times as a kid because I wouldn't let my parents cut my fur short. Now that I'm a full-grown adult, I make sure to put in the time and effort to properly groom myself for the warmer months of the year.

Still, that doesn't mean it isn't a hassle in and of itself. It takes way too long and gets way too messy to do it by myself and if I go to a professional grooming place, it eats up all the money in my bank . Sure, I could ask a friend for help, but it just doesn't feel right putting the burden on somebody else, especially if they're not as experienced with grooming as I am.

And don't even get me started with the post-groom itching. Ugh! No joke, one time it lasted a whole two days. Two! Days! Of non-stop itching all over my body! And I usually have to deal with this bullshit every other week because my hair just won't stop fucking growing! Every year, I pray for fall to come early, because once October comes around, I throw my scissors and buzz cutters into the back of my dresser and don't lay a finger on them until next year.

As the temperature begins to drop, my fur begins to grow, and by the time it gets below freezing, I have my own winter sweater covering my entire body. Some people have put on layers upon layers to feel warm, but I could go out in just a T-shirt, jeans, and shoes and feel just as warm and fuzzy as if I was wrapped up in a blanket by the fireplace.

Heck, I could probably walk out there wearing nothing but a scarf and I'd still be nice and warm. Obviously, I've never tried that before. My winter coat doesn't conceal my breasts or my crotch, and even if it did, I doubt the town police would be very welcoming of the sight.

Then again, who says I have to go out in public? I have a perfectly exceptional backyard that I could use instead. Of course, there's the issue of my parents catching me, but maybe one day it'll snow while they're both at work. With all this time during winter break and nothing to do until school starts back up, the idea of playing naked in the snow sounds like way too much fun to up.

That settles it, if it ever snows while parents are out, I'm going to make damn sure I take full advantage of it and seize the moment. From catching snowflakes on my tongue to making snow angels and snowmen, I'm gonna do it all. Maybe I could invite someone over to have a nude snowball fight with, or even take a few stylish outdoor photos of me in my fur. I bet I could make some interesting holiday cards for my lovers out of pictures like those… or even better, I could make love in the snow with one of them! Mmmph! The thought alone is getting me seriously wet. I can hardly wait for the opportunity to come!