Mom says it is a lazy Sunday. Marcus still isn't feeling better. Mom decided to sit out in the sun, so there we are leaning against one of the shop doors. Marcus is curled up in her lap and I am guarding. Who you can't see is Miss Moose - she has her position at Mom's feet. The cool concrete feels good mixed with the crisp breeze and the warmth of the sun. Mom says it is perfect.
Dad has his tent spread out on the concrete by the shop to make sure it is really dry before he puts it away. I keep tripping on it. Dad says that I am growing because my coordination is totally off. Dad took me out to the Lost River dog training area this morning. I met a German Shorthair who I thought was going to kill me! I hid behind Dad until the Shorthair decided that we weren't all bad. She was scary. I then met an old lab girl..I liked her. There was nothing scary about her. She just came over and said, "hi, what ya doin?"
I think we are going for another drive later today looking for more birds. Mom usually has a protein shake around 2 and Dad takes her for a drive while she drinks it. It takes a long time to drink one of those things, but Mom says they are yummy. I am all for a drive that is for sure.
I am Hugh
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