Nice bog

I have been taking the dogs over to a friends cranberry bogs to run. I accidently deleted the picture of the actual bog, but once that was done I decided I didn't want anyone to see it anyway. I have this secret issue that is more of a problem for everyone but me. Maybe I'll change my mind at some point. I usually do. There is this little pond there that is full of big fat pollywogs and since all I had was my phone camera, it was tough getting a decent picture of them. So I stuck with the dogs.


Waiting patiently for this bog thing to take place...

Erosion at the bogs has been beat by making a wall out of huge cement squares. Jimmy enjoys walking across the top of them and since he's older now, I am impressed with just about anything he does. I remember his youth. He could have jumped to the top of those blocks from a standstill.



Getting dogs to stay still is easy when you have the favorite toy and a pocket full of treats



Tabitha is there to be run into the ground so she does acrobats for me whenever it's possible to get her to do them. A tired dog is a good dog yadda yadda yadda...


Up Up!


That's right bitches! The TB has the chicken!