One of the reasons I absolutely adore Labrador retrievers is the optimism so characteristic of the breed. Life is good (always good) as far as they're concerned. The greet every day with eager hope and boundless enthusiasm.
Even when it rains.
Take this morning, for example. More rain. And more rain is predicted for later in the day. After years of drought, this is a good thing.
But I'm thinking, oh no, another cabin-fever day.
My Labs and I, however, live in entirely different worlds (that's a good thing, too). It never rains in Lab Land.
Just look at these faces (and be sure to note the tail-blurs) in photos from this morning. You'd never know it was a gray-sky day.
The Pinot Squirt:
The Kenya Bean (note tail-blur):
Master Tuc with his side-hanging tongue (you gotta laugh):
All three, Pinot Tuc and Kenya, l to r (again, note three tail-blurs... oh, and be sure to note that Kenya has a bone... isn't she special? ):
Then note who is already off the deck and half-way down the steps in anticipation of my throwing the kong (note tail-blur). Yup, it's my Tuc Buddy (Ridge and Elsie are in the background):
Such eager anticipation.
Such happy kids. Such optimistic kids. Such always-expect-the-best kids.
I think I'll try it their way for a while.
And you know what that means? No matter what the next 18 hours may hold, it's going to be a very good, tail-wagging, butt-wiggling, toothy-grinned, delightfully wonderful day. :D
I guess we (me and the Labs) don't live in different worlds after all. :D
'Til next time,