It was 8:00 PM and a winter storm warning was blasting on the news with a temperature of 24°, 15 mph winds, and snow coming down like crazy. No one told the dogs and rabbits though.
Thanks to modern technology, Gore-tex was keeping me dry and warm. I had on my Cabella Extreme Pack Boots. I was layered up and standing back to the wind. Why wouldn't I run? After all, it had only snowed two inches in the last hour. The weather forecasters were only predicting a foot of snow, or a half inch of ice, or some combination of both.
The dogs and rabbits didn't seem to mind though. The chases were pretty steady and rabbits were staying up, giving a good chase. Chip and Gypsy didn't even seem to know that it was snowing. Running for the fourth day in a row seemed to only be making it better.
Running on a night like tonight is a great part of being a beagler. We run when it doesn't make sense. We run when no one would want to be out. We get out in the worst of conditions and don't mind a bit if the running is good.
I ran Butcher, Chip, Gypsy, Ob, Dilly, and Jed.