With the kids out of school for Holy Week and the day care only partially full, Meche had time to walk Maya this week. She took her to the lake preserve that Maya and I have explored so much--not the ridge preserve where she picked up ticks. Meche, Maya and half a dozen day care kids. Have to give my wife a lot of credit on that one! I don't think I'd have dared.
Then after work I make her fetch a ball in the back yard--Maya, that is, not Meche. But the dog, who's now four months old, is a stinker and likes to tear after the ball, but then plays games about giving it back. I think I need training on how to get her to behave and bring back the ball and obey the release command.
No ticks this week, and she's settling down a bit. She'll happily gnaw away on a chew and keep us company, although she can still get crazy, like tonight when two of Abby's friends came by unexpectedly as we were watching Survivor. We had to put Maya upstairs because she went crazy and was climbing all over the two boys as they tried to sit on the couch. Hummm... set her on boys who come to visit my almost-15-year-old Fionna? Sounds like a plan.
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