Pamela Harris

Rompin' with Relic February 8, 2014

(photos by Bill Carney, except the bottom image)

It's freezing and there's still salt and blue ice on the sidewalks. The slushy snow at the dog runs has frozen and is a map of perfect bootprints and paw prints and sharp-edged drifts that cut paws and skin. Running into Ginger's best friend Relic in the foyer is a relief.

After our romp we come in and Ginger assumes her 'ASPCA rescue me' pose until one of us gives her a treat. Or, until I give her a treat. Joe knows exactly what she's up to and ignores it. I still fall for it.


How can you NOT fall for it. My three dogs are 10, 7 and 5, and I still fall for it. We're born suckers.

Paul Murphy | February 8, 2014 at 02:39 pm

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