yesterday i worked from home. i was at my computer on our back patio and hobbes was crashed out just a few feet away. suddenly he heard the music of the ice cream truck, sat straight up, jumped around the yard a little, and after the music drove on...he passed out almost immediately. there is just something about being little and that song.
after work we took hobbes to the beach and the eastern prom. he met a few dogs, dipped his paws in the atlantic ocean, relaxed on the hill, had a clicker training session with o, and after a yummy meal back at home he fell fast asleep...on the floor next to his bed. there is just something about the maine summer air and playing by the beach as the shadows start to get long.
ohhh and there is certainly something about august. love. love. love.