Allan and I both couldn't wait for the snow to melt and the weather to warm up, just so we could sit outside, have a cup of tea or a glass of wine, and watch the dogs play. Yesterday was our first opportunity.
Cody's our first dog to ever have her own backyard (Buster lived briefly in the old house, but he couldn't play off the leash, and the backyard wasn't fenced in, so it wasn't the same). Now Tala is our first dog to never know apartment life.
When I watch them play, I still sometimes feel bad that Gypsy and Clyde never enjoyed this simple luxury. It's ridiculous, of course. We took them to the park all the time, we all went upstate together, they went hiking and swimming. We gave them the best lives we possibly could, after rescuing them both from certain death. But I can't help it. When I see Cody and Tala running around outside, or just relaxing on the lawn, any time they want, I wish I could have done this for my G and little munchkin, too. Ah, well.
Those dogs never had a mommy with a digital camera, either! I just put more photos up at Flickr. It's just more of the same, but I can't stop enjoying them.
the snow melted... and the sticks reappeared!
happiness is just a stick away
tala doesn't care about sticks. she's too busy with her kong.
these two are in love.
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