The weather is starting to turn a bit nice.  Except for the next couple few days.  Storms coming and going as is typical for spring.  So when the weather is nice enough, and when the wind doesn't have a bite, we go for a walk.  Not a super long one, but for 15 minutes or so.  She really likes it.  Which makes me feel a bit guilty for not continuing to walk her in the middle of winter in a blizzard when it's 20 degrees out. 

Oh wait.  No I don't. 

Especially since she's caught on and enjoys a rip roaring game of fetch.  She makes a mad dash around the apartment a few times, then runs up and down the hall bringing back the squeeky giraffe before she wanders close to me and collapses on the floor next to me.  

With her short little legs, floppy ears, and wiggling tail she makes me laugh everytime.

She one of the best things to have ever happened to me.

Cheers,

M