Harlow gets the heebie-jeebies something fierce sometimes. They usually start in the morning, and she can barely contain her little furry self. Saturday morning was one of those days...
Unfortunately, I have no photos of the mayhem she created in the house since she woke me up at 4AM to begin her celebration of all things Golden, but, I quickly made the decision she needed to march off some of that energy.
I took her to feed horses with me and we set off from there on a two mile walk. Of course, for Harlow who was more interested in perfecting her "hover dog" maneuver, the walk quickly turned into a forced march...
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| Forward, March! |
It didn't take long for her to settle, especially when she realized that the desert is full of things to shnooter, from coyote poop to javelina tracks...
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| My wild kinfolk were here... |
She was still pretty perky after two miles. For our East Coast friends, notice anything strange in the picture below?
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| On the trip home - see how pretty and green it is? |
That's right - no snow! It was getting pretty warm by the time we got back to the car...
She still had a lot of energy when we got back, so after a quick rest:
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| ZZZZZzzzzzz..... |
She moved on to other things of interest...
...and while we didn't actually catch her at the scene of the crime, we did find clues that led us to firmly believe she was the culprit. See that blue thing at the top? That is what was left of a roll of blue masking tape. We found matching blue tape in her little furry armpits... Yup, Sherlock has nothing on us...
