More birthday dog

I gave Karl a butcher bone for his birthday treat - IN the motorhome. It is generally too messy for an inside thing, but it is his birthday and a birthday dog should have something special so I decided I’d just be prepared to clean the carpet. For whatever reason, no mess - a good thing!

We took a long leisurely walk before lunch - a break for me and in honor of birthday dog I allowed him to spend as much time sniffing stuff as he wanted. It was not entirely altruistic - we are in Tennessee and the rv park has pretty grounds with trees and shade. Adjacent is farmland and a view to rolling hills. A soft, warm breeze was blowing and a front moving across the hills. …pleasant and relaxing for me - just following Karl.

He soon got too warm and we headed for some shade under the trees. He laid down and rolled on his back in the grass, in the shade. He stopped, looked at me - and I say he laughs - wagged his tail and dared me to make him move…at least that’s how I interpreted it. The grass was fresh and thick and dry - heck, what a good idea to just sit in the shade and enjoy the breeze, so we did.

All the birthday stuff was apparently exhausting - even after sitting in the shade and sniffing the air for a bit, it was necessary to take an afternoon nap.