We had 2' of fresh snow, right up to the edge of the porch. The miniature poodle ran off the porch and...plop...into the deep snow. He had to swim out of it.
The neighbor's Boston Terrier loved the snow...I lost the picture of her, on her side, flat head extended, paddling around in a circle in 2" of fresh.
The cat, for some reason, walked out through the 2" of fresh on the deck. The snow stopped but stayed in place. For the rest of the week the cat walked in the same foot prints he made the first trip out.