I tried

to think of something to talk about that didn't involve The Dogs. Can't be done. All of the interesting stories these days start with The Dogs, or Logic, or Supper.

She's the darkest shadow, right there in the middle. The shadow with a tail.

This was her third outing to the Front Pasture-- the one that's completely fenced in, although neither she nor Rocky know this--  without a leash, today.

She did well.

The fact the I had a sandwich baggie of Vienna Bites Sausages™ in my pocket did not influence her behavior in the least.

She's learning the road to home.