It’s Lucy’s turn.
Category: dog
Sometimes words are superfluous.
Handsome boy.
Loved.
Pretty, intelligent, demanding, vexatious, loved, beloved, precious Lucy.
Watched.
Fitzi, head cocked a bit to his right, watched Faye come out the door.
He is such a good dog.
On alert.
Lucy, on alert. A squirrel, chipmunk, bird, toad may need to be chased.
Loved.
I have always loved Lucy’s floppy ears, and am so grateful that they were not cropped by one of her previous owners.
Something caught her eye.
I saw nothing out of the ordinary. But then, I am not a dog so I obviously missed it whatever it was.
Tuckered out.
We spent much of a recent very pleasant spring day outside tending to things that needed tending to. Lucy and Fitzi did the same, and all the activity left Lucy quite tuckered out.
A tired dog is a good dog.
Ball girl.
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