Here they are: neighbor dogs lurking and hovering millimeters from my clean sliding door begging for a walk. "A Walk! A walk... c'mon, we've got noses and are not afraid to use them. Hope you buy Windex in bulk."
Sophie on the left, so sad with head down. Sage and Coby, excitable labs and always eager for activity.
"Oh, I think she's getting her coat on! Let's go, let's go!"
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"A walk! A walk!" One big happy group including our furball Roxy, and substituting Sophie's step-brother for Sage.
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"A watering hole! A watering hole!"
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"Oooh, a smelly creature in this stump. If only I could get my head in a tad further..."
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v293/poochella/The%20Dog/roxyinstump0106.jpg
Pleasantly pooped post parade of the pooches.
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v293/poochella/The%20Dog/roxyafterwalk.jpg
Sophie! "Thanks for a great time!"
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v293/poochella/The%20Dog/SOPHIE.jpg
Coby: " I'm not quite tired yet. See this tennis ball?"
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v293/poochella/The%20Dog/Cobywithball.jpg
These scenes play out time and again through the year, to the enjoyment of all.
