8.19.2005

August 19, 2005

White Dog loves going to the park. She flies across the grass at full-speed dragging Steve along at the end of her taut leash. There are a few stops to sniff and to meet other dogs, but for the most part, the experience is not a WALK in the park!

Both return to the car panting but happy. White Dog sits back and tilts her head to catch the wind as we drive home to dinner.

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