Thursday, last week, we went to our 'clean' river walk--you can't get down into the river.
We found some bird feathers scattered around.
They smelled wonderful, but we were told to 'leave it!'
We did, and continued walking. Then SHE turned around and saw Roxy racing to catch up.
Roxy had been enjoying some Aroma Therapy....
she was covered in black gunk and smelled like a corpse!
SHE was not happy.
On the way home, SHE stopped by a new OUTDOOR dog wash that some of the people at the river were talking about.
And I, Roxy, had a dreaded bath right out there in public between two car parking lots!
At least the water was warm, it would have been the cold hose at home.
|Can you see the FROST?|
We had no camera, so we stopped by on Saturday morning
to take a photo.
We found this happy fellow on Sunday morning.