Friday, October 22, 2010

You are looking at my Corgis chasing the border collie that lives on the other side of the fence. They look forward to this particular walk, and I try to get them there at least once a week. Stella, the smaller, older one nearer the fence, and Frieda will lay in wait. If the fence dog doesn't arrive, they are disappointed but know they'll get another chance on our way back down the hill. We walk 6 days a week, and I'm lucky to get out of the neighborhood and into the desert where they get a chance to run off lead. Frieda really needs it as she's not yet two and has excess energy. She's the funny one, a clown, and Stella is very serious. She needs to occasionally run into Frieda to slow her down, show her who is boss.

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