follow the fiddler crab.

where did the fiddlers go?

 

patiently on the lookout for more fiddlers.

 

he just wants to dream about ducks.

Hannity's sleepy but he tolerated a little photo shoot.

I love his speckles.

let's celebrate.

Today marks the day Hannity is finally allowed to go on long walks again. After two weeks of making sure he stays off all couches (because little did we know... you can injure an ankle—or a hock in Hannity's case—when romping and jumping off pieces of furniture), this morning the three of us (Augustus included) strolled over to a park with a field for plenty of hurtling, chasing, and tumbling.
It was windy.

Embracing the wind.

Pondering.

Augustus looks like he's either singing, crying, or cracking up
while Hannity is all seriousness.

Augustus thinks he's their leader. 

Hannity has other plans. 

He doesn't know what's coming.

Hannity can't be left out.
This is his way of thwarting Augustus's newfound leadership.

Leaps, bounds, and all ears.

splashing spaniels.

Augustus is SUCH a pro at striking a pose.

Cautiously observing the ripple effect of pawing the water.

He's most likely spotted a duck. Or a heron.
Either way, his confidence in catching one is pretty impressive.

"I can go in deeper than you can," says Hannity as he sticks out his tongue.

I love them with all my heart.

dockside at smythe park.

"when you fish for love, bait with your heart, not your brain." [mark twain]

back to the river.

we walk to the river/boat launch almost every morning. but i almost always forget my camera. so, as usual, i felt the need to document the dogs on their little jaunt around the woods and water.

stepping over the bridge to our favorite spot.

the path goes all along the water and marsh. augustus gets as close to the edge
as he can without falling in.

hannity's scared of these steps, but augustus climbs
them every chance he gets.

careening through pine needles is what they do best.

can't pass up a decent reflection.

"this land is my land."

my aspiring llbean model.

all the cool dogs are wearing their ears this way.
seriously. let me tell you.

charmed... i'm sure.

Dignified.

Sophisticated.

A few moments later... not so much.

Hannity's signature move: Hurtling.