Dancing shoes

 

Someone got a new pair of dancing shoes last week and is ready to let loose. Ok, they're not really for dancing and truthfully, they're not really even shoes. We've been getting some strange weather here again and it snowed twice this week...again. 

Harry, who really is not a huge fan of going on a nice, leisurely walk anyway, really has a tough time in the snow.  The slush and ice becomes very compacted between his toes and not to mention, the salt and snow-melt on the sidewalks really sting. It's utterly heartbreaking when he begins to hobble on three legs, stops walking, holds one paw up, looks up at you, shivering- as if he's asking if it's time to head home.

Dogs in the city really do need some type of foot coverage and these Pawz have been great.  They're like thin balloons that go on his feet and we think Harry even likes the extra traction the rubber provides him!

He's kind of a sight out there with his winter coat and red shoes.  I walk behind him and giggle to myself- his little back feet look like they're wearing little red heels. What a stylish guy...