You live in the cold state of Alaska, where the word 'cold' is an understatement. You adopted a husky-girl a while back and took her for walks and such. You were sitting by your house's window, looking outside. Then Lola came up to you and sat on your lap and looked at you with a smile.

"Hello master! Can we go out for a walk? Please?"

She asked with a pleadingly face. She was holding a collar in her hands as if she really wanted to go for a walk.