A hint of spring arrived this Sunday. The sky was blue and the bright sun ate away at our – no exaggeration – six-foot snowbanks. We decided to take advantage of the weather by heading out into one of our local public forests, for a turn around a ski-trail. This plan immensely pleased a certain member of our small family who seems to be getting a bit tired of the epic winter couch naps (poor guy) and the salt-stung paws. Does he not look at least a little pleased:

ollie running

It’s kind-of hard to see him, but on closer inspection, it becomes evident that his pleasure might be based on the fact that this formerly floor-bound canine has recently learned how to levitate (I think the power is in his tongue)… Now there’s a happy camper.