Saturday, March 26, 2011


If I were human, perhaps I'd take up fencing.  Not the sport, the installation of them.  Because fences rock.  Fences = fetch.  Fetch outside.

Abe and Elle had Elle's brother close off the backyard, and it is like my own private dog park.  Big yard, room to run.  I'm so glad I figured out this fetch thing because this is what I've been missing in my life.  Even Pearl got in the act.  She was telling me that back in the day, she used to be a primo fetcher.
I've considered going out for the high jumping team also.
No one told me, though, that this fetch thing has its dangers too.  Grass stains.  Time to do laundry, I suppose.
I gotta tell you, this was a fun day.

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