while M & S did what they needed to do to the ranch, i got to be a "free thinker" as M calls it~ all on my own, no leashes, no fences, my own dog. i laid back and enjoyed the views, watched for "crites" (critters) chased more than my share of rabbits~ and i mean rabbits, 3 and 4 pounders, not like the anaheim hills bunnies of california, real rabbits!
we went on long hikes, i just hung out on flat rock and took in the beauty of the land and nature. i could stay there for the rest of my life and be a "happy pooch."
i suddenly realized that this is
one warm afternoon when we passed the little pond near M's fairy meadow i couldn't resist venturing in.... ewwwwe-- it may have been cool but the silt on the bottom was knee-high- i nearly got stuck and the worst part was that i had endure the.......
"swamp dog" name and jokes for nearly 3 days afterwards.
M made me stay outside until i dried off and she could brush away all the muck- when i finally was able to go inside, bunny understood, he didn't care if i smelled a little "swampy," he still loved me.