Having the last several days off has afforded us the opportunity to spend some time getting “the girls” out for a swim. While Shyla, true to her retriever name, dives into the bay after the stick, brings it back and begs for it to be thrown over and over again. Just the kind of fun B and I had in mind for our girls.
Willow, on the other the hand, has a mind and ideas of her own. Willow loves being a dog and doing all dog things including but not limited to eating the most foul things and rolling in the dead crabs and fish guts. Not guite the kind of fun B and I had in mind. The joy of Willow.