Thanks for the comments, emails and texts about how you like your eggs. I’m happy to report that I tried an Egg-In-A-Hole last night and didn’t gag over the runny yolk. It was definitely different, but I was right in thinking the buttery toasted bread would help. It totally made it okay for me.
We’ve been having to shift around our Sunday Fundays a bit due to weather. The last two Sundays have been cold, rainy and…I hate to even type it…snowy. Yesterday, thankfully, was beautiful with even a tinge of warmth. So we piled in the car and headed south to take Bella to the dog park. Bella’s only been to one other dog park when she was very young in Cincinnati. Since then we’ve lived in humid, flea- and tick-laden areas and she also had a long-running platelet problem that prevented her from being around other dogs.
Her blood numbers have been okay for the last three years and we live in such a dry, high-altitude area that there are no fleas, so we figured all was well to let her try it again.
Since most of our car rides end in the vet, the groomer or all-day car marathons, she wasn’t too pleased to go for a ride.
And she was a little overwhelmed when we got there due to these huge dogs being all over when we went through the gate, but she quickly got the hang of it and had a blast. Here are some pics from our fun afternoon.
I’M RUNNING WITHOUT A LEASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She fancied the big dogs, of course:
The stare-down, the taunting of “chase me!”:
My precious, happy baby. I love that face.
This dog would charge me every time I bent down to take a picture of Bella. Friendly and so eager for attention, I couldn’t say no.
A sure sign of a good time, and that it’s time to go…the wagging tongue.
Here’s her in the car on the way home. A little different than when we left, huh? Just check out that tongue hanging out!
So ridiculously in love with this pup.