Sled Dog: “Oh, hello there, pretty! I’m a sled dog! And this is my owne—huh? What are you doing down there?”
Boy: (spits out snow) “You could at least let me get on the sled before you run.”
Sled Dog: “Oopsy-padootsy! Why didn’t you tell me?”
Boy: “Gee, I don’t know. Busy eating the snow.”
Sled Dog: “Really? Wow! Probably delicious!” (wags tail)
Boy: “Yeah? Well, no dinner for you.”
Sled Dog: (whine)

They were practicing for the upcoming dog sled race, but sled dog got too excited that he started to sprint ahead while his owner was just about to get on the sled, unfortunately the leash handle got frozen stuck somehow. That's some cold snow kilometers.

Gelpens and Signpens on 8.5 x 11 Printer Paper.