On our rustic, mountain camp trip, of course our labrador was in his element.
Our new dog of uncertain heritage? I wasn't sure.
She's fast as anything, and part of me expected her to disappear into the underbrush
only to be found sprinting sporadically in the distance like the dog from the movie Funny Farm.
But, she loved it. Stayed with the pack and had an all around good time.
Which, somewhat surprisingly, we all did.
I even kicked the pants off everybody at Monopoly--for possibly the first time in my life.