Banker's Spit and Freya

Stephen and Kathy try to take me somewhere every day. They call it socialization. Today, the weather was great, reminded me of my birthplace in Spokane. We went to a park called Banker's Spit. All of the land is fenced in, only the lake edge does not have fencing and dogs can go off lead.

Stephen and Kathy did not let me go off lead; something about my not having mastered the Come command. That's silly, Stephen slaps his leg twice, I come and get a treat, I think I have it mastered quite enough thank you.

Anyway, I met a Basset Hound that was off lead named Freya. She is four years old.