My red Wubba from weekend last, never made it home...must be burried somewhere in these snows.... Good thing dad quickly found me a replacement! Blue Wubba :)
A low ceiling and gusty morning... Yet, always ready for some meadow time in the not-as-fluffy as last weekend white stuff.
Met up with my pal, Walter. We had a big rough and tumble for a few.
Whew! Walter finally headed off one way, and mom and I went the other.
We hiked the outer trail of the Kirkwood meadow.
Playing with blue Wubba, practicing recalls and having a few chats with stickies :)
Oh right...and some rolls! Definitely not as soft as last weekend.
Meadow view. We watched the clouds flow past, and felt the wind blow. Below...so tempting to investigate...but, guess not. Find it! Well...I'm off for a bit of a snooze...rest up before my next meadow session :) Only get to come up here some weekends...so, gotta live it up!