If you have a moment, I would like to share how your snowshoes saved our dog's life. We had about 4 inches of snow last weekend topped off by 3/4 inches of rain. Needless to say, the icy crust made it impossible to walk anywhere with regular footwear. Monday at about 1:00 PM, my husband let our pug Clark, outside to do his business. Ten minutes later, he went to call him in and there was no sign of Clark. Pete strapped on his Tubb's and started to hunt for our 11 year-old pug. We live on 40 acres, mostly woods and mostly hillside so we figured he must've chased a squirrel and slid down the hill. We called to him and he did bark a few times but after that was probably too weak. Anyway, Pete traversed the hills and valleys surrounding our home for the next 3 1/2 hours. I am happy to report that he rescued Stowe just as the sun was setting. He had slid about 100 yards downhill from our pole barn and was stopped by a fallen log. He ripped a toenail but was otherwise only cold and tired. If we hadn't had snowshoes, we would not have our dear Clark today. I will never think of snowshoeing as just recreation again!
*Names have been changed to protect identity.
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