|Gracie: Ahhhh....fresh snow.|
|Toby: This white stuff sure is cold. I believe it is called snow.|
|Mimi: I'm going to follow mama's boot prints!!|
|Toby: It is still snowing. Must shake off the wet!!|
|Gracie: A snowflake just landed on my lips mama.|
|Lily: Brrr! I don't think I like this stuff called snow!!|
|Mimi: Oh, it's not so bad.|
Lily: That's exactly what I thought you would say. Hrrmph!
|George: I think I am receiving a pee mail message here!!|
|Gracie: My tushie and face are getting cold. I think I will head inside.|
|Mimi: Just to let you know, you smell fine and your butt is not at ice status...yet!!|
|Gracie: Hmm...George was right. There is a pee mail message here. I think George left a reply.|
|Gracie: Is anybody else going to come in with me?|
|Toby: Smells like I need to put my pee mail on top of George and Gracie's.|
|George: How rudes!! Little brother is covering my pee mail message.|
Gracie: Seriously, is anybody going to go into the garage with me? I'm freezing.
|Mimi: Mama!! It's time to go in. Wesa all freezing and wet!!|
|Lily: Mama have pity. Wesa princesses need to warm our hunny bunnies.|
|George: I'll get back at Toby by marking on top of his pee mail at the posting tree. Hahaha!|
|Lily: I'm coming into the garage with you Gracie! Wait for me!!|
|Toby: Not much happening outside.|
Mimi: I concur!!
|Mimi: Mama...seriously!! Even the camera has had enough snow fall on it!!|
|George: False alarm. Just a stupid truck going down the road.|
Gracie: Are you sure? Maybe I should check.
Toby: I think I need a look see.
|All the puggies: Wesa W-A-I-T-I-N-G mama!! Move your tushie!!|