To help the Funk (yes funk deserves a capitol F...as it is that disruptive to my life)...anyway to help get out of the Funk, my friend Nattalie (the one with the weimie) suggested that Tarra and I take our combined 5 dogs on a walks on the Millerton bike trail.
So after stopping at Irving Farm and getting a cup of sinful delight coffee (coffee infused with chocolate and caramel...ridiculous right?!?!) we headed down the Millerton trail. If you want a good laugh image me trying to get Casey, Rocky and Tripper across rt. 44 (the northwest corner's equivalent of a major highway) with only one leash. It was pretty hysterical...not to mention probably dangerous.
But the dogs had a great time just running around, chasing each other and knocking us over. The three of us looked like a bunch of drunks...every third step we would fall through the snow and stumble over...good thing no one was around!
The highlight of the morning was when all of the dogs decided to fight over one stick...branch....or I guess small sapling. Either way...there was enough room for everyone to grab a piece and pull. Natt got it on film which is awesome since they were all making sounds that should probably never come out of any dog.
It was a great way to spend a Sunday and start the week.
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