Monday, August 31, 2009

Brandy, Your a Fine Dog


What a fun night! After Linda got home from hanging out at the big Town Center near our house, there was still an hour of daylight. She put on the front pouch that she sometimes uses when we are in crowded places. Instead of going where I have to be careful not to get stepped on, she took me back on the wooded trail. We hiked for a whole hour. (She hiked, I walked about 30% of the time.) There were not any deer because for once, there were other people and dogs hiking too. Unless you are super quite, the deer go into hiding. I did see a Yorkie, Basset Hound, and one of those big dogs who bring you a little barrel of brandy when you get stuck in a snow avalanche.