During the year I lived in Sara's guest house, me and the dogs got to know each other pretty well. Six years after this photo was taken, the Golden Retriever Dean died.

We moved back from Thailand to take care of Diamond. She had never lived alone and was getting old, so we took her to Canada and let her spend a winter hanging out in the snow.

It was the first time she had ever seen snow, but she is a Husky, so instinctively she knew what it was and really enjoyed spending time outside in sub-zero temperatures....at least for a while.