December 15, 2007

White Dog finally got to unleash her energy when Steve took her to the park early this morning. It was cold and consequently, the place was deserted. White Dog raced across the grass her fur streaming, breath steaming, and joyful barks screaming. Steve said she was a most magnificent sight leaving tracks in the frosty glade as the early sun sparkled on the wetness of the lawn and on White Dog's hair.