“Five more minutes,” I tell him as he nimbly places his paws on my knees, brown eyes imploring.
“Okay, you win.”
Orange ball cap on my head, gloved hands grab the leash.
We exit the gate, the January sun cold as we jog toward the neighbors woods.
Will there be ducks on the pond today?
He's a great coach and trainer!
ReplyDeleteI love this. Wow. Getting to see your creative side, aside from quilting, in your writing! Thanks.
ReplyDeleteLove that dog!
ReplyDeleteLOL..lucky dog..beautiful pic...we got a beautiful yellow lab, Ruby, 3 years ago and I can't imagine our family without her...
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