Rather than leave you with that last post, which frankly, stresses me out, I am updating again (twice! in one day! how does she do it?) and leaving you with this photograph of my dog, who loves to roll around in the grass after we walk her.

It is because of this behaviour, as well as our inability to pick up all of the poops she leaves in the backyard when we’re not paying attention, that Doug found himself washing a big streak of poop off of our pretty dog one fine day, and I found myself laughing hysterically as he recounted the story.