Squeal, squeak...every time I put my foot down on the new fallen snow, a noise would arise. It was a squeaky snow, sounds like a mouse who just bumped into a cat... oops! Squeak! Hard to sneak up on someone or something when every move your feet make, gives away your location with that scrunching squeak.
I was hoping to approach a doe and her newborn fawn to get some pictures of them in the light falling snow, but nope...squeak, squeak, squeak, that perked up their ears, off they bound and all I got was a tail end shot.
Darned squeaky snow, ... squeak... hmmm what was that? I looked around the corner and there were my siblings trying to sneak up on me with snowballs. I guess squeaky snow has its uses.