They all went to the groomers just before the snow - a foot in South Shropshire - but we left 8 month old Mason's fur quite long. Molly and Murphy had a good time, but Mason absolutely loved it. I took him to a field opposite the house and he ran and ran until, despite my best efforts, he couldn't move for snow balls. I carried him home and tried the hair dryer to no avail and had to put him in the shower to de-ice him; very tepid water. He was just as keen to play the next day.
Sadly, almost all gone now.