Again, not a cloud in the sky: a benefit to Colorado living where we see the sun almost every day. The minute I grabbed my shoes, my dog knew my intent, whining as I as I got ready to walk. It’s not fair though; no sooner does she hear the rustle of the ‘doggy bag’ or the jingle of her leash than she’s ready to drag me!
Not me. I had to make sure I looked ever so perfect, was totally color-coordinated and lipstick was blotted. My teeth needed to be brushed; you never know what neighbor you’ll run in to… Like I suppose all dogs, she loves the hunt, but when she’ home, only wants to sleep again!
Now that she’s sufficiently tired out, Bella’s racked out and won’t probably be heard from for the rest of the day. I hate to think what would have happened had we ventured to the “bark park,” what I call the local Dog Park.Hits : 385