Okay, so I'm still working out the bugs with this whole blog thing. Let's all pretend that last post isn't taking up space here 'cause I don't know how to delete it just now.

Anyway... Don't you just love dogs? I'm sure everyone says this about their own dog, but I've got the smartest dog on the planet. Her name is Sally, and she's a hoot. When she was about six months old I took her out back with me berry picking. No leash. She was free to run as she pleased. There's a lot of land to explore and disappear on, but she likes me. Go figure. Stayed right with me. Right next to me.

So I'm picking away, filling my bucket, and she's got her nose in the bushes next to me. I figured she was sniffing up a woodchuck or something, and didn't really pay much attention. Finally, after she kept at it, I got curious and took a closer look. There she was picking berries with her mouth and eating them!