Buddy whimpered and nudged his hand, hoping for a pat on the head. Master was just about to say something when he muttered, "No. I will not give you guys up again." He patted Buddys head and called 911. He hung up and said, "They can't come. The roads are blocked up with snow and ice. We're gonna have to bundle up in warm clothes, because any heat that comes out of the fire will go right outside." So he put on jackets for us, even Rio got a coat! And he bundled up in a scarf, gloves, 3 coats, ear muffs, boots and 2 layer pants. (Humans have no fur... quite strange actually.) I, being a puppy, thought this would be a great time to play! "TAG! YOUR IT!" I barked at Fido as I playful nudged him, then ran off. "Not now." Fido growled at me. I tried to tag all of the animals, but they were too grouchy to play. Sighing, I lied down on the couch and stared at our owner as he paced the floors. Finally he said, "The ambulance will never get here before we all freeze... looks like we're going to have to go out on our own and search for shelter." So we stepped outside and started tromp down the icy road. Masters feet sunk in the snow because of his heavy boots, but all of us dogs walked on top of the snow without a problem. Suddenly we heard a distance howl... and we knew we were in for trouble.