|The "puppies" - now five months old - sunning themselves on the back deck. From clockwise from bottom, Thelonious, Miles, and Brubeck from the "Jazz" litter.|
The list goes on and on.
Where would I be without my pack?
When the day has been long and difficult, they ground me. They are real and don't hide how they feel - about each other, or me. "Pretend" is not in their vocabulary.
So, while we all try to stay dry, we enjoy each other. And we enjoy the dawn of another spring.
Enjoy your spring - and stay dry!