Dog Walk, Monday, June 21, 2010

We have had so many days of rain, I’m beginning to grow gills.  I actually like walking in the rain, but Huck thinks he’s made of sugar and Momma Dog has to carry him to get him to go with us.  Once started on the hill however, he roars by us like a freight train.  He looks like a rat leaving a sinking ship when his fur gets wet and sticks to him.  Strawberries are finished, but the sour cherries are ready, maybe we’ll have pie!