I’m here, I’m alive. Work is taking over my life. Today’s the start of a 3-day weekend. Amy and I will likely paint the house (still) this weekend.
Maggie was funny this afternoon. She got really really excited about a stick I was throwing for her.
She chased the stick and was so fast I could only get blurry pictures of her.
She’s almost 6 years old and still loves to chew sticks. Ah, dogs!
Laser eyes sometimes make sticks fly through the air on their own. Not this time, but sometimes. Hope springs eternal.
