Dog of Summer

Spring (nearly Summer) has revitalized Chief. He has woken from his winter slumber, and he wants to play. Play tug. Play fetch. Play with Bella. Play with balls. Play in the grass. He'll be outside for hours at a time. If he's not playing, he's sitting on the deck watching the yard, apparently thinking about what he could and will be playing next. Occasionally, he'll come inside and drop down on the couch in total exhaustion. That is until the next sound or smell wafts in from outside, and then he's off again.  He reminds me of boys in summer, who won't come inside and can't play outside long enough.