"Look at him. It's too cold for him to go outside and do his business. What kind of a Husky are you? You're supposed to like the cold. You hear me? What kind of cold weather dog are you? Go on, now. Outside. Do your business. No, don't look at me like that. Don't play your shiver game with me. Go on, now. Go outside and sprinkle. We're not going to stand here all day with the door open. You're a sorry excuse for a sled dog. The whole family would die out on the tundra if we took you along."