While staying with Cousin R, we got in the habit of doing a chicks-and-dog outing to Flat Rock park on Sundays. So, this morning she came by and we loaded up Mr. Bouncy and headed out. The park wasn't crowded and so (don't tell anyone) Jack even got turned loose to chase a couple of squirrels up trees.
Some clever soul placed a Dunkin' Donuts on our route home, which was too much temptation to resist.
Because even Bad Dogs deserve their very own glazed crullers.
Then we carried on with recliner napping and football watching. Not a bad way to spend a fall day.
(Blogger has decided to torture me by rotating horizontal photos to vertical when I upload them and
offering me no way to rotate the picture.)
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