This was one of the most commonly heard phrases at the cabin. I'm not quite sure if Marshall actually enjoyed being outside in the snow, or if he just stayed out there for long periods of time to get away from the harassment of the girls. He was such a good boy the entire time and was so patient with my little monsters as they chased, sat on, tugged at and antagonized him nearly everytime he was in the room. Marshall will forever have a fear of shopping carts, I think. Lucy's favorite form of Marshall harassment was chasing him with her little pink shopping cart and when given the opportunity, running him over with it. Poor Marshall did his best to run away from her but he wasn't given much room on the main floor and with the wooden floors his little paws were constantly slipping. Therefore, poor Marshall was hit more times than not. He did get smarter as the week went on but then so did Olivia, who saw how much fun Lucy was having at this game. We gave him frequent brea...