The song by Chicago 'Saturday in the Park' is chugging along in my head as I pick out pictures of our happy dog trotting through the thin crust of snow.
We were indeed in the park on Saturday and found four golf balls to add to our collection. In the early spring we found an aluminum baseball bat (though cracked) and a nice glove not to mention a few hardballs and softballs.
There is beauty all around the park, here the snow honors a fallen tree.
The park is a couple of blocks away from our house and we take it at a fast pace. At the park I take Beatrice off her leash and let her explore on her own, she generally keeps within 50 yards of me. Sometimes a treat and a warm chair are a dogs best friend.
The song by Chicago 'Saturday in the Park' is chugging along in my head as I pick out pictures of our happy dog trotting through the thin crust of snow.
We were indeed in the park on Saturday and found four golf balls to add to our collection. In the early spring we found an aluminum baseball bat (though cracked) and a nice glove not to mention a few hardballs and softballs.
There is beauty all around the park, here the snow honors a fallen tree.
The park is a couple of blocks away from our house and we take it at a fast pace. At the park I take Beatrice off her leash and let her explore on her own, she generally keeps within 50 yards of me. Sometimes a treat and a warm chair are a dogs best friend.
The pic of Bea on the couch, tongue hanging out, priceless
ReplyDeleteOh, man, sometimes I know exactly how you feel, Bea. Lolling tongue and all.
ReplyDeleteI LOVE the frolicking Bea!!!! Wonderful!
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