At the Dog Park

It's been in the eighties the past few days.  All of a sudden, we've gone from coats and scarves to shorts and sunscreen.  Southern California can be so strange sometimes.  

There are some benefits to our warm weather, though, and we decided on Monday that the dogs were deserving of a trip to the dog park.  They LOVE the dog park.  

Twix runs and runs like a crazy dog…



(Where's the kitty, Twixie?)


And Rolo saunters around smelling every last smell…


(Love his little basset butt)

By the end of our park time, we have two exhausted, but happy pups who nap and occupy themselves willingly for the rest of the day.  It's a win-win, if you ask me.


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