As I’m sitting at the computer writing this Chester is curled up in his bed beside me. This is typical for a Monday, we refer to it as the hangover.
Brush was burned this past Saturday with our three dogs and Malcolm all there to make the most of the greening grass and sunshine. There is nothing they like more than to be in the back forty doing whatever they find to do. It is always more fun if their people are out their with them. There’s always the chance there will be a game of fetch.
It wasn’t so long ago that none of these dogs got along. We were always on alert for the next sign of a fight. The fights were ugly, blood was always drawn, always over a stick or toy. The blood didn’t necessarily belong to a dog either. This past weekend was one of those weekends where everyone got along. There is nothing they love more than being free to go anywhere without a leash. They just ran and ran and ran. They all took a dip in the swamp – Chester more than once. Malcolm had to have a bath and the burdock picked out of his fur before he could get into the car to head back to Boston.
A lot was accomplished – we are all feeling it today. Unfortunately Chester is the only one who gets to sleep it off.
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As Cesar Millan says: Tired dog is a happy dog… ;o)
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