The game? Snowball wars.
The rules? Made up.
The scoring system? Irrelephant.
The victor? Time would tell.
In one corner, weighing in at ameasly 160lbs was Mateo Taliesin, who had apparently been perfecting a snowball formula. In the other, an 80lb german shepherd with a love for balls. (stop it). In the stands were two snow parents, adorned with hats and scarves who would love their snow children no matter the outcome.
With his head down and haunches raised, Ever barks loudly in Mateo's direction. All white teeth and blue eyes, the hulking black dog might have been intimidating to anyone who didn't know the mind inside was one who regularly jumped at his own shadow.
Let the games begin.
The rules? Made up.
The scoring system? Irrelephant.
The victor? Time would tell.
In one corner, weighing in at a
With his head down and haunches raised, Ever barks loudly in Mateo's direction. All white teeth and blue eyes, the hulking black dog might have been intimidating to anyone who didn't know the mind inside was one who regularly jumped at his own shadow.
Let the games begin.
Walk me down your broken line
