Friends

So, now that Meander has his shots he can play with other dogs. The gray pup is Hammer, who lives upstairs. Poor thing. Meander wore him out.

The black dog is Hershey and she's a strange one, but sweet. We met she and her human at the beach and she just stood and stared at the ground. Intently. I finally asked what she was doing. Watching shadows. That's all she does. We ran into them again at the tennis courts and she was....watching shadows. I swear she reminds me of the 70's...dog on acid. All that's missing is her saying, Man, I see trails.......