The daily lives of a man and his dog trying to get through each day with as much humor as possible and using each other as a crutch every step of the way
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
The Smell Of Fresh Cut Grass
I used to love the smell of fresh cut grass when I was growing up because that meant I had "new" grass to play on. The ball bounced faster and truer and it was much cooler to slide on. Molly thought the same thing this afternoon but for her it wasn't baseball on her mind. Fresh cut grass means thousands of new smells and its almost like a whole new world to explore. She revels in the flowers, the grass, and the other dog smells that permeate her air.
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