Kathi and I met up today at the dog park for a BIG DOG play date.
Isabelle and Lorelei could hardly sit still on the way, because they adore Kathi and her two big dogs, Holly and Gracie. It was also Hooper's first visit to a dog park, and he did wonderfully. We really didn't see too much of him, because once he realized that he had this huge perimeter to run, he was gone...
Nose to the ground, stopping every once in a while to meet a new dog or person.
Gracie...a big bundle of goofy sweetness. If Gracie was a food, she would be a Cinnabon.
We met a Boston...
His name is George. Tiny. About half a Chet.
I never said that Nellie was a lady, but gee whiz!
Nellie, remember: "A lady reveals nothing."
On the way out of the park, I swung the car over to the retaining pond, and saw a stinker:
This one's just for Mary, because I love her.
A male downy got very up-close and personal this evening, checking out the suet dough, hanging right outside the window. Woodpeckers amaze me, the way they hold themselves vertically with a few stiff tail feathers.