Today we have been Morel mushroom hunting. Huck claims he can smell them out just like a truffle pig. We shall see, today we didn’t find a single one, but then it’s been cold and rainy for three days. My big, fluffy, feet have been wet the whole time! We need the sun. Tonight when Momma Dog was sweeping the kitchen floor with the broom, Huck brought over his old nasty chewbone and dropped it in the dust. I guess it’s time for a new one.
Affectionately, Nemo