Remember global warming? Back in the day, because she was gullible enough to believe in it, Coco tried to do something to cool the planet

But now that she's moved to Ann Arbor, I'm afraid Coco has given up on global warming. Instead, she plays in the snow.

Here we are on a frozen lake.

(Which proves not only that man can walk on water, but so can dog.)

And here we found some temporary housing, which didn't seem very well insulated, as it was just as cold as everywhere else.

In the back yard, Coco has a favorite tire, and if it gets buried with snow, she digs it out and goes through her obligatory routine of grabbing it with her front paws, and pushing it backwards, using it as a snow scoop to carve patterns into the ground.

It takes quite a bit of coordination for her to get her back legs out of the way as she projects the tire backwards through the snow.

Here's a side view of the process:

She has to jump over the tire and lift her back legs while shoving the tire, and it looks as if she is jumping over the tire, but the tire is moving.

It's a bit like leapfrog except Coco takes it very seriously and works herself into a frenzy.