And where have you been, young man?

Well, yesterday, I was a touch under the weather.  Thus, while I commented here and there, I didn't post anything.  But, today I made it through a day of work, and came home to find Laurie down with much the same symptoms I had.

So, the main excitement for today was a trip to the Hump'n'Dump.  Let them screw around in Washington, let the Jihad rise up and make ever-greater asses of themselves.  WEe had fun and ran around.

 

 

 I didn't quite catch the little one's name- it was (something) Baby.  They ran around, they sniffed each other.  Scrappy showed off by peeing THROUGH the jump-ring.  And then Baby's daddy went to leave...

 

 

 First Baby took off running, Scrappy hot on her heels.  Then, she stopped...

 

 ...and started circling Scrappy, teasing him.  Jumping up, then back.  Scrappy tried to follow, but Baby was playing not to leave, I think.

Finally, Baby's dad said enough is enough and away they went.

A little bit later, another dog Scrappy knew dropped by, but wasn't as fun-and-games as the other one.  So we went for a short walk....

...during which he managed to get caught in bushes not once, but twice.  But, It was a good day for it.

"Started out this morning feeling so polite,
I always thought a fish could not be caught that didn't bite.
But you got some bait a-waiting ..."

"Harv!! Shut up fer someone hears you singing Afternoon Delight!"