Our Olympic Pirate Dog went to the lake today for the first time, and she was more like a helicopter than a dog, she dove into the water, danced in the air, hopped and flew through the sand. More photos later. I am grateful for things that make me happy, a poet called them charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
11
September
Fate At The Lake. The Pirate Dog Discovers Water
by Jon Katz