Farley’s Friday: The Creeks Are Running, And So Are The Dogs

~ Kristina Stanley

Farley here,

The snow melted, and it seems to have gone into the creeks.  The water level is almost at my tummy. Ok, that’s an exaggeration. It’s above my paws. But that’s deep enough for me.

I don’t like to go in water over my head so this is perfect.

Yesterday, I played hard with my pal, Flint.

Farley Flint

And the reward…drinks in the creek. Cold water. Sticks to chase. What could be better?

Woof Woof.

 

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