We visited the river early this year — on a lovely, warm April day. Note that only the dogs went into the river, and they didn’t seem to mind in the least. This is Jack’s second “summer,” and he’s more enthusiastic and far bolder than he was last year. He had a very wet BLAST!
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She was organizing the tennis balls. She had carried all of them to this general location and was doing something with them — only she knows what. Maybe.
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There’s nothing sweeter to a dog-lovin’ photographer than the evening light — unless of course it’s the evening light after a thunderstorm. Here there was no thunderstorm, but we’ll be waiting for one!
Read moreHere’s my girl, hanging onto her balls.
Read moreI hate winter. I hate winter. Don’t you?
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