In the snow Honey and Mango both have a favorite game. They love when I go outside and build little snowmen (and I have to build them on the table, otherwise the dogs prematurely end the game in their excitement.) Once completed I put the snowmen onto the ground, and Honey and Mango promptly set about tearing them apart with expert digging skills. No snow-man, -woman, or -child is safe. Today when I went outside to do it, I started the first one, had it almost finished and was working on the head, and looked over to see Honey had jumped up on the chairs (and they're tall which completely makes a liar out of Honey and her whole, "I can't jump two feet up to get on a bed, won't you get up three times a night to put me back on the pillows where I belong")... so she had jumped up onto the chair and was happily destroying the almost completed snowman before I could put it down and Mango could also join in. Half the time in the process of trying to dig at the soccer ball sized snowballs they end up rolling them and making them just a little bigger...which leaves Mango barking at it to try and enforce it's cooperation in crumbling.