Although he's been gone more than a year, I will often come across a reminder of our dog, Buzz, when I wander the woods. He always loved running through the woods with his ball, stick or toy, but as often as not, he would drop it to pursue some other temptation, then forget where he left it. I noticed this tennis ball (a favorite by far) on the side of the trail, quietly growing moss and moldering in the fall leaves.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Although he's been gone more than a year, I will often come across a reminder of our dog, Buzz, when I wander the woods. He always loved running through the woods with his ball, stick or toy, but as often as not, he would drop it to pursue some other temptation, then forget where he left it. I noticed this tennis ball (a favorite by far) on the side of the trail, quietly growing moss and moldering in the fall leaves.
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