As regular blog readers know, I am driving up to Fort Collins from Denver two or three days a week these days to help out my sister Susan, who lost her husband George a little over a year ago. One of my duties is to take Blackberry, one of her two dogs (the other is a tiny Yorkie named Tutu), out for a walk in the afternoon and again in the evening. Blackberry is a really friendly dog, just loves people, and wants to greet everyone she sees. She is also very interested in chasing both rabbits and squirrels, and while acknowledging that she can't outrun a rabbit, she seems to be convinced that she will eventually capture a squirrel, since she can see it up in the tree, and thinks that eventually it will come down to play with her. As can be seen in the photograph above, she is full of optimism about this, and has to be dragged away from her quest after an hour or so of believing the squirrel will come down from that tree. I feel your pain, Blackberry, but it ain't gonna happen.
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