Mornings With Moula

I know it's going to rain again so we really need to get outside in the sunshine. But napping in the morning hours s so luxurious  to pass up.Of course Blueberry gets the best of both worlds. And Mum takes her out in the cool mornings for a walk around the neighborhood  and then for training in the back garden. And after two years of no blooms, the Hydrangea in our front garden has one flower! A beautiful lone bloom.  Then, with Dusty in her pen, the rest of us ask Mum for treats. We are training Blueberry early. Ciao for now my friends...  

Even though she is three years old, Dusty is still very much a puppy. I suppose we are all still puppies at heart. Bleberry reminds us of the simple joys of puppydom. As she moves from one toy to the next-imagination engaged. Dusty still has that inside her. As Blue tries to fly into the sky like we all used to do. Of course there's a quietness too inside us. And patience. Especially at dinnertime. All in all if I had the chance to be anyone again, I think it still would be a puppy. Ciao for now my friends...  

Mum lets blue outside with everyone but her mama Dusty. She loves to tag along with me. Maybe too much. I suppose I know a lot more about life than she does so she tries to learn from me. Of course, she is her Grandmama's close shadow too. Mia does not mind. Perhaps she remembers the days when she would crawl into the crate with me and with Izzy Blueberry certainly loves her great great uncle Bruiser's racoon!  And she still becomes a shadow beneath the Kurado bed- until she can no longer fit that is... Mum let's her decide when to swim and when to float around in one of the rafts. She always chooses  wisely. And calculates when she wants to take a lap across the pool. No one seems to mind. And after, we get our ears and  coats cleaned and dried and reflect on what lucky puppies we really are. Ciao for now my friends...