Long lead slipped out of my hand, allowing Piper to go after "big birds" at the local marina. She was hell-bent for leather and actually got pretty gosh darn close to a duck who quickly dashed for the water with Piper in hot pursuit. Duck splashed down and Piper splashed-in! The look on Piper's face as she came to shore was priceless--surprised (whether cuz she got soaked or because she missed the big bird, not sure), but quite pleased with her soggy little self. It was a nice sunny day, high 50's so in order to get warm and dry, Piper and I unexpectedly walked around the whole marina (a little over 2 miles)--at Piper's pace (no strolling for us!). I'm feeling it today, as is my girl (pretty zonked out) and smiling thinking of that teeninsy little wet yorkie--proud as punch! I can kinda picture how silly and cute your little snowball must have looked!!
"I made myself a snowball
As perfect as can be.
I thought I'd keep it as a pet,
And let it sleep with me.
I made it some pajamas
And a pillow for it's head.
Then last night it ran away,
But first - It wet the bed." |