But, really, the dog comes first
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The day was grey and misty and cool-ish. (The pix are terrible! But they need to be posted somewhere, and here will do.)
Geisha – the yellow lab – is 7 months old. This is her first meeting of horses.
What is that?
That's like a big puddle. I like puddles.
We (seriously) thought she was going to climb in for a swim.
And this is Reese. Playing with a trowel. Because there were no sticks to be found.
Sam has something to aspire to. *
*I posted to Facebook a week or so ago: I was quietly drinking coffee in the kitchen. When I got up (to take Sam for his morning walk) he was standing (all four paws) on the dining room table.
Did Sam give you the happy face and say “Look how high I am!!!”?