This is EXACTLY how Tessie looks the whole time we go for runs or tromps...pure joy and energy, radiating from her little body! And she never stops moving....
This is pretty much top speed for Twilla...
She likes going for walks. WALKS. Let's not break a sweat, though.
All that bouncing and panting is undignified, and quite unnecessary, really.
They saw geese!
Even Twilla-bee got a little excited....
These are NOT the geese they saw, but a bigger bunch flying low and north bound.
I love their funny honks, but the ones I REALLY love are the cranes when they go over. Cranes are a lot less organized. They're sort of the right brain migratory birds...they swirl and catch updrafts of wind, looking like a mess of confused avians. Geese, of course, are very orderly and straightforward. They probably alphabetize their eggs. And cranes have a chirry-purry sound that makes me smile...it's hard to describe, but when cranes are flying overhead, they sound happy, not urgent like the geese. Geese sound like they mean business. And they probably do.
This is Figaro. He's pretending to be a wild lion, hunting on the Serengeti.
He's mad, because our tromp disrupted his stalk, so now he's just going to follow us and yell loudly for us to slow down and pet him.
Cats are such whiners when things don't go their way.
Still...
Seriously happy.
She was like this ALL DAY!
We all felt that way, though, because the sun was out and so were we.
Today is all grey and misty and cold....typical March in Cohagen.
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