Bagel and I started our morning walk with some goofing around and then it was time for her to read up on the local happenings in the Woof Street Journal. She then made sure to catch up on all her pee-mails she may have missed this week. Once she was all caught up, the search for the perfect stick started. She searched and search and finally, she found it! She grabbed it and with her head held high and tail wagging she paraded it through the neighborhood like one proud pup! I thought to myself, “How cute is it that she wants to bring it home to show her family, being a retriever an all!❤️.” Well that wasn’t quite the case. 🤣 We got about 3 houses away from home when she started to do the happy playful trot, swaying the stick back and forth before she crunched it in two and plopped on the grass for some serious destroying! By the time we got to her driveway, the stick was just a distant scattered memory (Literally scattered🤣) she was so proud and so was I. She truly made my morning!
