I am not allowed loose outside at all now, not since I ran away once or twice or was it four or five times? I’ve lost count. So I like to remember how much fun I used to have playing outside with Riley.
We hunted for the best sticks and carried them around together.
And tried to take them away from each other.
And played tug-of-war.
Sometimes we chased each other.
And played tug-of-war some more.
Pleasantly exhausted, we would finish the day with a good nap together. Just me and my guy. *sigh* Before I got double-grounded.
Licks and little wiggles, Lucy