She can't shed her fur coat...but, we sure can. Our new black labrador's name is Nori...nine weeks old. We took her down to the river just as the 'digital alcohol' hit 94 degrees. She liked it and showed us that she already knew how to "dog paddle". There were people down the way, it was too hot to care, we shed our outer layers and plunged in. Dipping in sixty degree Feather River water is the perfect way to cap an afternoon in the nineties.
Nori Jo will have to be a swimmer, a hiker and a shop dog. It's in her 'job description'. She did not enjoy her first journey in the Tail Wagon bicycle trailer. She'll 'get it' before long. Hiking has been awkward...she thinks that the ideal healing takes place directly between her companion's feet. We are hoping to have another twelve year run with our new "project". The bicycle rides have to be done solo and traveling is a bit more difficult...even shopping trips have to be executed solo..."You stay with the pup, I'll shop."
Oh well, we've managed to be good parents before...this is our fourth time. There are benefits...she will protect us and give our lives another important focus point. The hard part is when they expire, for whatever reason. In twelve years I'll be eighty years old and probably tired of dealing with Loss...so, enjoy them while you have them...the years are going by soooo fast.