Our Saturday was a little warm and muggy, but beautiful.
We wandered down by our favorite tree, which has leafed out well. The hu-dad needs to mow the field though because the grass was tickling our, uh, ears. Ok, it was over our heads.
This feather near the ski resort was the weirdest sight of the day. Either some kids were playing around, it is part of a spell, or a bird landed really, really poorly.
Our hu-dad does want you to notice how he defloofed us with over an hour of brushing. No pictures of that horrific time because we do not want to scare pups.