You too will be rolling in the grass giggling.
Three days and counting.
Wrong, wrong, wrong. That snowy, wintery pasture of parad-ice. Solid ice. Greyhounds, are dogs on stilts. We don’t do well on ice.
For the first time, I was actually envious of that low-to-the-ground, Basset Hound, Lucee.
I always tease that Emma and Lucee are the anti-greys. But really, they were here first. We have come into their world. Emma the Weimaraner has more energy than all of the greyhounds put together. She and Lucee are polar opposites.