I’m fast learning that Harold will have no lunch before it’s time. And that means he prefers our walk first – I still prepare it first thing – just in case he wants a quick appetizer, then we head out for our jaunt. Today, Harold met a dragonfly and by meet I mean in his mouth – but only for a second or two before he realized it was buzzing against his tongue. He looked so perplexed as he held it there a moment before he finally spat it out. Dragonfly flew away to live another day – no harm done. At that point, however, Sir Harold decided his yummy turkey lunch would taste much better – and wouldn’t buzz in his mouth – and so home we went! 😆
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