When I walk in the door each afternoon, George is always thrilled that I’m home. Today he was already outside and he zoomed over to the car wagging his tail and wanting his pets and the pat on the head. I think he looks on me mainly as another person to play with.
My husband tells me that George begins looking out the windows around 4 pm because he knows I’ll be coming home from work soon. And he knows that I get changed out of my work clothes and then we head outside. I’ll say, “Time to get changed.” And he races up the stairs ahead of me and waits patiently while I change out of my work clothes and into something comfortable.
So imagine the pup’s surprise today when I took him somewhere other than just the usual walk around the property. I bundled him up in the car and drove about a mile down the road to a little park that’s on the edge of town.
It wasn’t much of a park, believe me. But it was different and George was happy. A great blue heron rose and flew over us as we circled the main pond. I didn’t have the zoom lens with me, but it was nice seeing him. That’s the first photo up there.
And George was content with something different for a change.
And when I got home and circled the house, stomping my feet in the snow to get all the goose poop off my shoes, I found these little treats under the dogwood tree in the backyard. I had no idea they were there!
And it made me so happy.
Until tomorrow, my friends . . .
Ghostbones textures on all photos except the one of George. I don’t remember what I used for that one.