Porterhouse divides up the year into two seasons: Walking Season and Not Walking Season. But I base my calendar on something far more important: WATER!
And water season began with a bang at our house this weekend!
It all started when Mom and Dad were discussing taking us for a walk. I could tell they didn't really want to go--Dad said it was kinda hot out and Mom had prickly skin because she had tried to barbeque herself in the sun earlier in the day. Dad said, "Porter looks pretty happy where she is....." (Sleeping in the sun.) And Mom said, "But Moe looks like he's a little stir crazy....hmmm, maybe we could just get out the H-O-S-E?"
And they did. And it was wonderful!