Then, obviously, the thing to do is mash Esme into the snow. Not to worry though, she loves it. No really ... she does.
See? She's fine. Giving almost as good as she gets. If it wasn't for the 60 pounds of weight difference I'm sure she'd take Leeloo down no problem. To Esme it is of no great concern, she just keeps going back for more.
I think this expression says it all. Happy Leeloo bounding through the snow, flakes adorning her nose and lips, ears flapping, tail wagging, feet flying, heart bursting with joy, and a grin as wide as her head. Yes Leeloo ... I like going for walks with you too.