This new dog, Molly, requires a lot of exercise which has its good points and its bad points. What's good is, it gets at least one of us out to the dog parks on an almost daily basis. On Saturday we decided to go further afield, to our favorite county park, Indian Lake. We forgot, until we were nearly there and saw a lot of people in blaze orange, that it was deer huntin' season, so we walked through the field periodically waving our arms and shouting, "We're not deer!" Here are a few photos.
Here is a view of the lake, with some geese.
This is Georgia, who has gotten so much perkier since Molly came to stay. Having someone to boss around has given her a new lease on life.
This is Molly, the Temp Dog.
Indian Lake Park is beautiful at any time, but especially so at dusk.
I've long harbored a secret desire to live in this farmhouse
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