Lucy’s eyes were particularly soft when I stood on the other side of the gate and took this photo.
Lovable Lucy, at rest.
Lucy asks if it is OK that she holds my place on the couch.
Of course it is OK.
As Lucy prowled the yard, her eyes lit on the ball.
I love Lucy’s ears.
Lucy, keeping the ball handy for the next fetch session.
Lucy is, sometimes, our can holder. And, always, our watch dog.