Happy Days

I took a walk in a different part of the property today. It was pretty wet, as it is a swampy low-lying area and seeing we've had plenty of rain these past few days. The water was clean, though, and I enjoyed wading through it with my high boots. I was imagining playing there with my young niece - there are lots of fallen trees, with moss on them and I thought we could imagine a Florida swamp with crocodiles (or is that alligators?). Then I moved on to more grown-up thougths: what if we had a paintball fight in there? I drafted up two teams, quickly, all wearing fatigues and marvelously hidden. Where would my dog fit in? Maybe he could guard the flag?
Ah - the small pleasures of life! Of course, I was walking with Minuit, though you couldn't tell as he was doing his thing, out of sight. We were off the beaten track; as he doesn't go over two feet or so, I don't tend to follow him or I would end up on all soggy fours. Still, he comes when called, a friendly furry bouncing blast of energy and joy, just the thing to start of the day in a grand old way.