She Might Be Possessed.

There's nothing better than a relaxing weekend is there?

I spent time getting caught up on the small things, TC took a quick trip to Maine yesterday, and we had a fabulous turkey feast tonight as an early Easter dinner. 

Before dinner we decided it had been too long since we had spent some time walking through the woods. Yesterday Maple found my stash of Easter candy and ate every last scrap of chocolate. The night before, Hobie dug through the trash and made a royal mess of thrown out wrappers, bags and everything else she could get her paws on.

Do you know how I can always tell which one of them is guilty?

Its the one who doesn't run and meet me at the door when I come home. Its the one who is sheepishly hiding in a corner of the house with guilt written all over their muzzle. Maple hides in the corner of the bedroom, Hobie hides in the laundry room.

Sometimes it is just one of them, like this weekend. Sometimes its both of them. But either way, its not hard to figure out the culprit.

Clearly they had some pent up energy, so off we went. 

I estimate that Maple covers roughly four times as much ground as we do. She sprints head like a wild maniac, then she comes racing back to check in with us, before taking off again to repeat the process. 

Snow flies everywhere, her ears flap in the breeze, she slides on ice and generally acts like a crazed animal who has never felt freedom in her entire existence.

Typically, Hobie hangs back with us and prefers a slower pace. But every now and then she gets a pep in her step and runs with the wild one. 

It lasts for about one minute before she's exhausted and back in line with us slow moving humans and panting like she's just run a marathon.

Meanwhile, the crazy canine just keeps frantically running laps like some untamed beast.

Look at that photo! How can my sweet dog look like such a psycho?

Anyone want a black dog? I'll FedEx her to you, free of charge.

Also, I know what you're thinking. Look at all that snow! It's the end of March. It's Spring, for heaven's sake! Yes, you are correct. Wanna know what's worse? It snowed again last night.

I don't really want to talk about it. Thankyouverymuch.