Levi had the same thoughts this morning. “Gee! Do I have to go out there?”

he seemed to be saying with that look he gave back at me as his first step touched the snow. He didn’t waste any time getting the job at hand done and setting at the door wall as perfect as possible

because he knows the door will open sooner then being a
wild-dog 
. Later this morning my wife let him out and instead of going out in the yard in his normal spot he decided it is easier on the feet to use the deck. It must be warmer to stand on with those bare pads for feet. At least he made it outside!
Arda, thanks for sharing your experience. I really enjoyed reading it, and I hope the 52 foot prints marks on you don’t last too long!
Take care,
Eric D