Summer is not our season by any means because we don’t like being hot dogs. Give us spring, fall, or winter, but keep summer. The same holds true for Mom. Luckily this summer has been cooler than normal, but we still rarely play until the evening when it is a bit cooler out. Mom likes the way her hot dogs look with our tongues out, but we aren’t thrilled.
We love to put our paws to the grass and get up some high speed chase games. We take turns being the chaser and the chased. In this shot I was being chased and my ears make me look like a wabbit…not good!