Let's go!

Missy and I had just come in from about 40 minutes in the pasture when C. asked if I wanted to take the dogs to the pasture. Sure! Why not? Let's go!!

It went well.

Rocky became filthy.

Missy became wet.

And they played some stick.

And now-- off to read a book! I'm not kidding. I have time to read a book that's not about dogs. 

Oh! I could start a fire and read a book in front of the fire. No. That would be pushing my luck.