Two obstacles stand in the way of my off-leash freedom. Bears and golfers.
I haven’t seen a bear in weeks. Dare I suggest they’ve all gone to a higher altitude in search of a place to hibernate?
When winter is on the way, golfers go south, I think.
For me the coming winter is a reason to celebrate. I have miles of open grass to play on. There are sticks everywhere in the forest. I don’t have to wear a leash. And…My hair grows long.
Three cheers for winter!