Today marks the anniversary of the loss of our Blonde Lab, Queenie a year ago. Aside from the loss of a family member I lost the individual most likely to delight in a morning walk when the conditions were good. And maybe go out with a shotgun to see if we could jump-up some dinner. Sigh.
Anyway, three days ago a nine-week-old Golden Retriever came into our lives. Ruby is her name. And I would be lying if I didn't share with you that raising a puppy is hard work. It requires patience, routine, correction, redirection and a schedule of feeding, supervised play and exercise, potty training and rest. Part of the routine includes daily walks. Yes, I now have a walking partner who would prefer to run not walk. Hooray!
From our walk this morning there was stiff goldenrod and sneezeweed. Yup, X marks the spot where life is good...
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