My life as a retired show dog and now-retired reading therapy dog but all around good boy.

Friday, January 26, 2007

Action

Friday afternoon, and its finally warm enough for the big guy who holds the end of the rope to take me up the hill to the trail. And we run a bit. And we walk a bit. The big guy minces here and there, too, but me? I run. I am large and take big steps. I love it. I roll in the snow. I run. I pull him over the icy spots. I've been indoors so long I almost forgot how much fun it is to explore.

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