Jake has not had a new toy in a while, and chooses to ignore his baseball bar bells which squeak, because he has not been successful in tearing the squeakie out.
A toy is not fun unless he can do surgery on it.
So on our morning walk today we go to Safeway across the street for a new purchase.
Oh, yes, the walk.
Wanting another different direction, Herb heads out from Cap Sante along the water front by Anthony's Restaurant, the boat lift and goes as far as there is sidewalk. Preferring not to back-track, he finds a trail -- did I say trail? -- and proceeds forward.
Shall I follow? I am reminded of the time a few days ago when I said I would never again follow Herb Stark on a trail.
But this one is not challenging and is short.
A quick visit to Safeway and Herb emerges with a fluffy toy, which Jake immediately takes in his mouth and proudly holds.
I would love to know what he thinks as he walks home -- is he wondering how long it will take to find the sqeaky?
Willie of Willie's Tug,
and of Walldog, Willie and Jake
Saturday, June 22, 2013