Stella squeezed in a great day of fun before the temperature dropped this weekend. The morning grass was covered with dew, and she ran with her nose down like a wheelbarrow so she could lick up water from all of the blades she passed. Her tongue was flapping like crazy. The water flicked up onto her snout, making her look like she had glittery fur. She stopped to scratch herself and bask in the early-fall sunshine. Some dogs stop to … Continue reading
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Stella would be so happy living in the country, a place where she could run through lush grass to her heart’s content. She would chew sticks in the shade with her snaggletooth. She would watch koi fish in the pond and occasionally paw at them or take a drink. She would leave the cutest little paw prints after running around in the sprinklers, trying to bite at streams of water. She would sniff at the sweet, flowery air from her … Continue reading