Yesterday, I helped the family do yard work outside. I was delighted to be out in the sun, with a warm breeze finally blowing, instead of that stiff cold wind up my tail.
Way out back on Breed’s Hill, I found a lovely stick that was just my size and to my liking:
Joyfully, I ran and ran with that stick. Parts of the yard were a little muddy and I got some mud splatters on my tummy and thighs, but I didn’t care; I ran with the sheer happiness of the day, the sun, and my family all around me.
We worked for a long time outside, and when I got in, I went straight for my chair before Mom could give me a rub down:
Ahhhh! Time to relax. Woof! (dogsmile)