1000 Acres (my favorite park in the whole wide world) was pretty much a mud pit. At least that’s what Mom said anyhow. Toby took the grassier side and almost got caught in a bramble, but I forged ahead, up the hill, in the mud.
But then……..WHOOHOO! Off-leash!!!
It’s the only outdoor place Mom trusts me to be off-leash and I’m really good there. Not sure what’s up with that, but it’s so big that I can run and run and run and still see Mom and come back when she calls me.
“…to be continued“.