Blue loves catch only in so far as he can get a hold of the ball and burrow a comfortable bed in the snow with it. If you get close you hear a growl that sounds like it’s coming from somewhere underground. Not that it means anything; Blue is about the sweetest animal I have ever met, but it seems to work on Max. Once in a while, though, with persistence even a marshmallow like Max can win the day. Turn the audio down if you don’t like church bells.
The vid shows nicely how cloudy dusk light on snow gives my white balance fits.