When work-related stress starts to become unbearable, there aren't many places that calm me like the lake. On those few occasions when I get home before sundown, I like to take Ramsay for a brisk lakeside jaunt. For me: a means of venting pent-up frustration. For Ramsay: another opportunity to discover new flora and fauna.
|dad, i want a fancy-schmancy pointy hat like that dog over there! |
You can't, little snausage. 1) You hate hats, and 2) That's a deer...
Our walks have been more pleasant since the Canadian Geese have decided to move on. So nice to NOT find green poop on our feet or in dogbert's teeth!