This little scene came up on FB yesterday:

Very soon we were outside, the early morning air still and cool, perhaps even cold, although not to me, both of us making breath clouds but only me making yellow holes in the fresh white snow. That was when I knew this day would be something else. Digging had always been one of my best things, but now I, Chet, had discovered how to dig holes with pee. Life, already good, just keeps getting better. That’s one of my core beliefs.