Saki and Kyla Watching Ducks & Geese
By the time Joan came home from work, the rain had stopped, and we were all eager to get to the lake. Alas, there was mud up to my ankles. Wait! Do I have ankles? But, you get the idea—the trails were muddy and studded with pools of brownish rainwater.
So, instead of walking through the woods, we walked across the ball fields, where dogs are prohibited; and then we cut through the picnic areas, where dogs are also prohibited; and then we walked across another field—yup—no dogs allowed there either. But, hey, hardly anyone was in the park. Just a few people and certainly no dogs.
A police officer cruised by in his car, but he just smiled and gave me a wink. I’m sure he realized I couldn’t read those signs that read, "No Dogs Allowed."
Best wishes, Juno
PS: Happy Birthday, Kyla
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