WAFFLES: Hey Boss! So what's Glogirly doing out in the snow? Isn't she worried her paws will get cold?
KATIE: She went skiing, Waffles. And I'm pretty sure she's got gloves to keep her "paws" warm.
WAFFLES: Skiing? Like on skis? Down the big, gigantic mountain? Like on purpose???
KATIE: Well she can't really ski without skis.
WAFFLES: Why would she want to go down the mountain with a couple of sticks strapped to her feet? And since when does she ski anyway?
KATIE: Since 28 years ago, Waffles. The last time she skied, she was 28 years old. And that was 28 years ago!
WAFFLES: 28 years??? That's way before we were even born. Did they even have skiing back then?
You read that right! The last time Glogirly went downhill skiing, it wasn't even this century. Now that she's a mountain girl, she decided it would be fun to see if she still remembered how to do it. Would it be like riding a bike?
So she asked our neighbor and resident ski bum Over-the-Hill-Bob if he'd go with her the first time out. Bob knew she was nervous, so instead of planning ahead, he sent her a last-minute text Thursday morning. That way she wouldn't have to get all nervous thinking about it overnight. She just had to pack up and GO!
It was a beautiful bluebird day. Sunny blue skies and crystal clear views of the neighboring mountain ranges.
Here's video proof of Glogirly carving out some turns. This was just her second run, so she's still pretty rusty. We think there are going to be many more runs though, in her future.