A month ago I let Maggie taste a snowball. My wife thought it was an awful idea. I thought it was hilarious. But little did we both know how quickly this occasional treat would become a craving.
Nothing can distract her from her sweet white powder:
Here's my guilty addict in her mug-shot pose.
Maggie refuses to admit there's a problem.
(More pictures of Maggie's romp in the snow here.)